Putholi Arumugham T


Lady Of Dreams - Poem by Putholi Arumugham T

She stands naked in my dreams
dark as a pencil sketch.
A blue sky behind the painted window.
In a moment of trans
The window turns black board.
She turns chalk white.
I cry for snow unseen in my town.

Still crying,
I masturbate to get her face clear.


Comments about Lady Of Dreams by Putholi Arumugham T

  • (2/19/2010 8:45:00 AM)


    Finesse turned to rawness.But I don't mean rawnessin a rude way.I mean soul nakedness.blue sky...window...blackboard...pencil...chalk.They are the words to write a poem.This site, windows and this great poem.If I got time, I should go through all your poems. (Report) Reply

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  • (2/18/2010 10:28:00 AM)


    nice one ;)
    good job, keep it up
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  • Amy Marie (2/14/2010 2:48:00 PM)


    Nice imagery... interesting ;) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 14, 2010



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