Sneha shenoy

Sneha shenoy Sep 2017

ROSE narrates:
One sleepless, eclipsed,charred night,
I decided to roam without any fright.
It was foggy like the smoke of hell,
The witching hour sounded like death knell.

I passed by the spooky grave,
Flagitious skull,nefarious shock wave.
It depicted the darkness of the soul,
Darker than the matte charcoal.

Suddenly ,What caught my attention?

The procession of the dead covered with shroud,
Big chaotic crowd,muttering these lines loud.

"Was she born asleep ?
Or was this a ****** ?
Or an assisted suicide?

For no reasons I felt bereaved,
With true tears I was grieved. something was not clear in my minds eye,
Without seeing her,I waved good bye.

She had " LOVE" for BREAKFAST,
" PAIN" for lunch,
" DEATH" FOR dinner.

When she was burried I saw her face,
I saw my love lying in the coffin case.

Haha! I realised I breath my last
Having a poisonous " BREAKFAST" ..

In this poem Rose narrates this incident .. She goes Fr a lonely walk because she was sleepless .. When she goes out she sees nothing but pitch dark night ...she passes by a grave yard Which was really horrific in appearance.. She sees a procession passing by where the dead is being carried and is covered by the shroud... She stops to see this sad spectacle ....she hears ppl speak their thoughts out .. She suddenly feels bad Fr the dead without knowing who it is... Suddenly she feels connected with the dead ... She has some confusion in her mind goin on ... N in tears ( sympathy ) she waves good bye to the dead.. Out of curiosity she sees the face of the dead girl .. Wat is to fall upon her ....

She sees her half way love lying in the coffin .. Perhaps herself.... Suddenly she realized that she had eaten a poisonous breakfast ( fell in love ... N heart broke) n she had passed away ...N tis whole poem is narrated by her spirit...

Sneha shenoy Sep 2017

Who am i?

I'm not a professional thoug,
i do write songs in the flow,
i write little that i know,
that life is a journey high and low,
who does not want to be prø?,
so practice is al i do to grow

Sneha shenoy Sep 2017

"FORLORN FILLE"

Standing by the bridge that was old
young couple once cherished memories of gold.

Was she lovelorn?
But dosent matter,she's all torn,
As her fairy kingdom was forlorn.

Sshhh!!!! Can't you hear her whimpe?
Helpless she unable to go with nature's sync.

Gazing at the nature fille sat Disquieted ,
The melancholic morbid was reflected.

The doleful rivers all in flood,
She sobbed tears of blood .
The sun shunned its light,
Birds disregarded their flight.

The grey sky shook the earth,
Dejected she rejected this birth,
EMBRACING the river and questioning her worth.

-Rose

The doleful rivers all in flood,
She sobbed tears of blood .
The sun shunned its light,
Birds disregarded their flight.

The grey sky shook the earth,
Dejected she rejected this birth,
EMBRACING the river and questioning her worth.

This IS THE STORY OF THE GIRL WHO REMEMBERS HER PAST LOVE STORY WHEN
SHE WALKS BY THE OLD BRIDGE.WHEN THEY NEWLY MET. THEY COULD NEVER BE
UNITED HENCE THEIR ROADS ARE DIVERGING INTO TRAGEDY..LEADING TO THE
DEATH OF THE GAL WHERE SHE UTTERS THOSE LAST STANZA N ENDS UP HER
LIFE BECAUSE ITS NOT WORTH TO LIVE WITHOUT HIM... THE NATURE TOO FEELS
BAD FR HER N REFLECTS HER PAIN TOO..

#melancholic #mood #heart #break

Sneha shenoy Sep 2017

“PRINCESS OF THE BEACH”

The golden sand swept around in synthe of beech,
where he hath made promises which he’ll keep.
He held her hands and walked past the bow,
the fazed waves whispered with a thwart,
Being thalosophile she stood with no go.

When the sea embraced the shore,
She could not keep him forsaken anymore.
Both settled to relish the saline tang,
As they oft had love pang.

One moonlit night she saw banshee,
Who warned her foredooming death,
She feared his life & ran gasping for breath.

She saw the wind unusually howled
When her beloved sailed and left her in cold.

She woke up and hushed and scream,
“this was a dream!”
Alas! Unconsolable she seam,
When She saw his scar left on her heart,
Memories flashing by and her world falling apart.

This is the story of the princess who stays by the beach who loves the sea... Shes madly in love with the man who she makes the love of her life... The beach,had witnessed the vows of the couples.. The sea being her lover warns her whispers to her about the treacherous man... But she being struck by the cupids arrows fails to seek the summons of,the sea... One moonlit night she sees banshee which is supposed to be the sprit Which warns people of forecomming death ... So the princess is afraid that she might loose her price ... She without even giving a second thought runs to meet the prince... Now the tragedy recalls on her n the wind howls strongly symbolizing the tragic parting of the two where she sees her prince elope with another lady ,she's all,alone left in the cold destined to be condemned by her fate She wakes up with fear ,and bit relieved cuz it was a dream.... But soon tears roll

#beach #lovelornheart #broke

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