Vision In Dark Lights
She stood at one corner,
Leaning on the rusted railings
Up the stairs..
Her tired eyes wandered in search of individuality,
Lazy she turned her head
To release the unholy smoke
As after every time she kissed the Marlboro...
The life inside is grotesque;
Immacular conception of the virtual world
Virgin Mary is silently raped everywhere.
Behind the false pretense,
Laid the truth of insecurity.
The rolling balls' fantasies,
And the blithering intoxication from the liquor's trench
Lured the obnoxious fools of today
Into the surreptitious brothel,
Where everybody wanted
Everybody else.
As the music beats..
The goblins of the night prepare to shed.
Morality hides behind
The heavy make-up
The peeping bra-straps
The accidental vile touch
With the fleeting apology..
Highlighted is : the dainty celebration of Lust.
The girl at the balcony
Drops the stick..
And turns her back to the perverted crowds of the night
The starry sky gladly greets her.
The blendig noise faded away
The blinding lights merged into the
Translucent hue of the obssessive type..
She strolled into the woods of the skyscrapers
Untill she found the moon
And ceased to see;
Underneath the streetlight of the deserted highway...
Copyright © Iman Roy | Year Posted 2010
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