Sebastian Soberania

Rookie - 159 Points (1/23/65 / new york)

Misery To Misery Equals Happiness... - Poem by Sebastian Soberania

two miserable women go downtown
looking for reliefs

their eyes sink like boats in the river
their hands
are dry river beds with broken stones

they do not talk
they are in deep mourning wearing black veils

until they meet other miserable people downtown
sitting on lonely benches of the park
renting cheap rooms in pension lodges
drinking rum and staring at roads endlessly

these two miserable numbers
become so many, a club of lonely hearts,
a society of mourners, a company of grief

the women remove their black veils
painted their faces with sunlight
colored their eyes sky blue
and scented their hands with jasmine

the men who met them one night
mend their broken hearts
renting the more expensive rooms in the hotel
drinking rum and start to enjoy one other.

Comments about Misery To Misery Equals Happiness... by Sebastian Soberania

  • (4/8/2012 11:05:00 PM)

    Would these women feel more lonely, once the men left them? Because these men did not take them to their homes, but took them to expensive rooms in the hotels to enjoy one another, not to comfort the sad souls...

    The way you described these women, are very nice to read and has taken the readers to different dimension. Well written...Good..
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 8, 2012

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