Hazel Durham


Catwalk Of Life - Poem by Hazel Durham

Faces of perfection,
Lined up for public disection,
Hustle, bustle of behind the scenes,
With lots of false affection,
Image, fashion, passions colliding,
Kisses on cheeks with feelings sliding,
Runway gliding, what a mesmerizing sight,
Like sunflowers reaching elegantly, to the blinding light,
Teaching us to reach high, with all our might,
No goodbyes or sighs,
Starting off, were pure white.



Were always on a catwalk,
Along the parade of ambitious talk,
Vanity explodes our sanity,
Smooth skin, satin sheen,
Figure lean,
Wide eyed, liquid gold,
Spilling along the miles, of hard cold tiles,
Echoeing the truth, bouncing from the ears of youth,
Like ripened fruit.



The show of flesh might disappear,
With all our tarnished fears
For the dying of the crowds cheers,
Leaving us forlorn,
Its a sculpture, an art form,
Dazzles, turning heads,
Until darkness chases us into bed,
Anxiety winding tightly around us all,
We know we have to stand tall,
Because eventually time will bite,
As we wait nervously for our fall!


Poet's Notes about The Poem

A poem about the modelling world and how cuthroat it can be and the fear of rejection and getting old! This is fictional!

Comments about Catwalk Of Life by Hazel Durham

  • Gold Star - 32,345 Points Akhtar Jawad (3/15/2015 7:28:00 PM)

    Were always on a catwalk,
    Along the parade of ambitious talk,
    Vanity explodes our sanity,
    Smooth skin, satin sheen,
    Figure lean,
    Wide eyed, liquid gold,
    Spilling along the miles, of hard cold tiles,
    Echoeing the truth, bouncing from the ears of youth,
    Like ripened fruit.
    A beautiful study and a nice presentation of catwalk of the life......................10 (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 13,908 Points Lyn Paul (10/23/2013 7:33:00 AM)

    Beautiful comments for you Hazel... Agree totally well done (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 147 Points Indranil Bhaduri (8/13/2013 6:56:00 AM)

    A splendid piece of art...I learn more... Thank you for gifting this treasure. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 27,776 Points Valsa George (7/21/2013 11:27:00 AM)

    As all eyes are glued on models and their tantalizing beauty, they are under constant pressure to keep up the image! Eventually time will bite! It is an inalienable truth! So unless they are able to maintain inner beauty too, they are bound to collapse after a few rounds of cat walk! When the crowd disperses, they retire to their own private griefs! The glamour and the fanfare of a beauty pageant is wonderfully brought out! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Nika Aidar (3/31/2013 4:00:00 PM)

    True, this is so applicable to the society in general. You've catched the feeling, really good work!
    And all the main moments were established really well. Thanks for the poem) (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 827 Points Yasmeen Khan (3/18/2013 10:45:00 AM)

    A dazzling activity has been captured in words effectively. Lines seem to move on catwalk. It end in a fact: 'eventually time will bite'. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Titi Dale (3/15/2013 12:56:00 AM)

    I really like this! There are some nice metaphors and rhyming: B great job! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 17,730 Points Ramesh Rai (3/13/2013 4:26:00 AM)

    splendid write. i like it most. keep it up (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,914 Points Musfiq Us Shaleheen (3/12/2013 1:39:00 AM)

    beautiful metaphors as well as lovely write... time changes surface and decays every thing but inner beauty is evergreen... (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,518 Points Sayeed Abubakar (3/11/2013 10:32:00 PM)

    Until darkness chases us into bed,
    Anxiety winding tightly around us all,
    We know we have to stand tall,
    Because eventually time will bite,
    As we wait nervously for our fall!

    - Excellent. Your use of diction is really noticeable. I like your poem (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,024 Points Valerie Dohren (3/11/2013 2:15:00 PM)

    Excellent write Hazel, and a fascinating read. Beauty is only skin deep they say, but people seem to have lost sight of inner beauty. The media has a lot to answer for as they continue to perpetrate the need to look beautiful.
    Very well written, some great metaphors. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 9, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, March 11, 2013


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