Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin


! ! ! ! What Have We Become'...? ? ? - Poem by Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin

So there are unfinished breakfasts
paths choked by acid of accusations
china stained grey by your bitter adieux

fish-scale of a cold stare
almost an ingrained ingredient
of many our gourmet meals

There are half finished sentences
barbs of whose alphabets herald
all virgin conversations and….

There are missed heartbeats
a grip of fear permanently situated
on the neck of unformed words

There are reasons for the dense forest
of absurdities; there is philosophy in the
mindless mire of our shared obstinacy

this love we once celebrated
If rediscovered: ravishing
vanishing: if unobserved

:) My gratitude to Wardha for giving a whole new meaning to this mangled, disparate and derelict assemblage of alphabets that I’d sent to her for tweaking. Thanks so much Dr Sahiba. Thanks to Francesca's Literature Teacher for inspiring it initially.


Comments about ! ! ! ! What Have We Become'...? ? ? by Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin

  • Rookie - 0 Points Kasia Fedyk (5/22/2012 6:25:00 PM)

    It is fantastic, incredible write! Thank you! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Francesca Martin (4/1/2010 9:30:00 PM)

    This is wonderful! Although the content is unfortunate, I still find it such a good read. I have missed reading your poetry very much! You don't mean my Literature teacher, do you? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 43 Points Linda Ori (9/13/2009 12:41:00 PM)

    So sad to see the beginning of the end of a relationship. The handwriting is on the wall, and it's all downhill from there. The unfinished sentences, the things left unsaid, words that stick in your throat - because of obstinacy or hurt pride? What does it matter? There is no easy way - endings are always painful. This is so heartfelt, crushing, and extremely sad. A powerful read.

    Linda (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,148 Points Marieta Maglas (6/19/2009 1:27:00 PM)

    ''There are reasons for the dense forest
    of absurdities; there is philosophy in the
    mindless mire of our shared obstinacy ''
    very deeply cognitive visual metaphor..........excellent poem...10++++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie ****tamara Hanaring.****** , A Thought Mate, (6/5/2009 5:18:00 PM)

    a very expressive poem in a wonderful way penned..10++++

    There are half finished sentences
    barbs of whose alphabets herald
    all virgin conversations and….

    There are missed heartbeats
    a grip of fear permanently situated
    on the neck of unformed words (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 40 Points Ashraful Musaddeq (6/5/2009 4:39:00 AM)

    'There are half finished sentences
    barbs of whose alphabets herald
    all virgin conversations and….'

    An excellent composition, melodious.
    10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Aijaz Asif (11/7/2008 4:20:00 AM)

    another superb write indeed....you've a beautiful talent to convert feelings into words sir...bravo bravo 10++++++ nd +++++A (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 85 Points Sathyanarayana M V S (11/5/2008 4:31:00 AM)

    This is excellent Bhayya! Golden words flowed like lava of knowledge and wisdom and beauty. High imagery..................you won my 10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Dr.Wardha Jawdat (10/30/2008 5:58:00 AM)

    of all the tweaking i did the one bit i left untouched was my most fav bit:
    'There are missed heartbeats
    a grip of fear permanently situated
    on the neck of unformed words '........

    exactly that.! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Viola Grey (10/30/2008 3:40:00 AM)

    'There are missed heartbeats
    a grip of fear permanently situated
    on the neck of unformed words '........

    I could just sit and read these lines for days and still get new inspirations from them....awesome. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 70 Points Indira Babbellapati (10/30/2008 2:45:00 AM)

    this just suits my mood at the moment...tha'ts a good read, rehan...something similar to this i posted 'affaire de coeur: xxiii or xxii' i'm not very sure... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 29, 2008



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