Leila Samarrai


Shopping Mall - Poem by Leila Samarrai

Stack on a hanger next to each other
Skintight heads, throbbing with pain
In hangman's loop are warmly tucked
A memorial plaque burst into tears
Madmen wailing over it
Soft is crystal glass from which
Reflexions are pouring down
Reflexions of the consumers
Aglow with a fervent rumour
The shop window turned its back
Its cheek cheeky and superior
For this vaguish market longing
And a couple of known guests
Head winked to the executioner
For today enough, let's rest
But East from Eden, there's a sign:
Clearance sale! Alas, roaring
Corridor
There's no line
Street dogs hustling in the shrine
Crystal mechanisms drool
Dripping from them mirrors are
Is that loony or a fool
Narcissus that lost ideals
Pooches running to the shelving
That is, it seems, never ending…
Fields of boots and shirts lie there
Clock is ticking
One more second
Unsuspected revolutions
Until the final closing
Even pigs are crying now

Topic(s) of this poem: greed, materialism

Form: Free Verse


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2016



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