Saturday, September 6, 2008

Those Streets, These Times

Cinderella is dead.
Her coffin is laid out on the streets.
A hundred men mourn her.
They call themselves her lovers
her coffin is to be carried by them.
Snow White has come to pay her respects.
She has grown blind with pain.
Sleeping beauty with all her prettiness
sleeps an induced sleep of morphine
Overdozed last night to mourn the living.

And Charming walks around the streets
With his masked escorts.
The escorts brings him pleasure,
Cinderella never meant much to him.

A car is coming in through the crowd.
The headlights are burning bright.
An unhealthy girl is laid out from inside.
She is pale and thin, without the signs of life.
Rapunzel has lost all her hair now.
She has the cancer of heart.
Is in therapy of love to remind her of the pains .

A drunk is running around with his special antics.
He says, he was the King, reciting Shakespeare.
Runs around in circles.
and collapses in his dizziness.

The Evil Queen is crying away.
Rummaging through her books.
She wants to bring Cinderella back to life.
Working on a spell.


Suddenly a few paramedics comes out of the ambulances.
Begins to pack Cinderella up.
Everybody calls out,''She is dead".
They say,' Dr.Frankenstein will decide about that,
we are taking her to him".
They ambulances leaves with Cindrealla.
The centre of attarction has left, no need to stay.
Eveybody leaves the row with a grump and growl.


It's empty now.
A peasant with a violin comes.
sits down to play the Moonlight Sonata.
A man enters the row with a limp,
Romeo has come to look for Juliet,
In the emptiness of the street.
Casanova has eloped with his lover.
But the news has spread that Casanova has passed away.

Alexander will be coming with is army soon.
But the army wants a new leader.
Someone who kills for blood.
Hearing the name of Alexander,
the peasant escapes down the alley.
Romeo, alone, is dreaming upon the streets.
With The Seven Dwarfs, who are searching
for Snow White's Diamond Necklace.

Then the huge army enters the streets.
For the night's refuge.
they put up their tents and eats supper.
Alexander goes up to Romeo.
the Great says to Romeo, the army is low on provision.
Romeo wants to know about Juliet.
Alexander sighs and tells him.
Juliet has been lost by him to a man called Hercules
During two rounds of drunken gambling.
The Piper is seen with his pipe strolling down to them.
Sits down and talks about war and games.
The three men of renowned fame,
sits together and frowns at the ambulance.

The paramedics return with Cinderella.
they find trouble moving in through the army.
The army sling curses!
The crowd gathers back in.
Cinderella is back!
From the chambers of Dr. Frankenstein.
She has been finally declared dead by him.
Oh! What a dismay!
She is all torn up and stitched again,
by the good-samaritian Doctor.
pity flows through the streets for her.
She is going to be buried tonight.
The Evil queen comes running
When the coffin is about to be lifted.
She said she found the cure to mortal sickness.
She casts her spell on Cinderella.
She rises from among the dead.
The queen roars with laughter in all her magnificence

But Cinderella is in a state of pity.
Her skin is stitched upon in everyplace.
Who would possibly marry her now?
The problem is thought out by Einstein and Freud.
They quarrel among themselves,
but do come to the decision at last.
Cinderella is going to be married to Jack.
" Jack always had a fascination for tearing girls apart".
says Freud, blowing smoke from a Cuban.
The bassoons are sounded.
Jack has come to marry Cinderella.
Cinderella smiles upon the look of him.
It's love at first sight for them.

Confusion, Indecision, tears, laughter and magic.
All make the streets complete.
If You ever want to visit
Just give me a call.
I will guide you through the path.
Where every stone is laid out in perfection.
You will meet people you thought you knew.
Here their maskes would be open.
You can take peek if you want.
But if you are disappointed.
Don't blame me.
Because they were always lame.
and will always be.
I just Gave them some flavor.
And You will like it.


10 comments:

the dreamer.... said...

ok...firstly thanks for mentioning me
secondly this is beautiful
splendidly done
n it does manage to make a point in a very reticent way!!
way to go dibbo!!!

woods said...

oH! tHanKs.
i named my blog streets of fame.
i wanted to write it for a long time.
i actualli started dis blog to write dis thing onli.
finalli wrote it.
im happi dat u liked it.

p.s- waiting fr ur version!

SPIRITed! said...

That was one of the nicest poems you've written! By the way, dreamer tells me that you never read fairy tales? HUH?!

woods said...

I NEVER READ ANY FAIRY TALES!!!!

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Azura said...

Love it brother. Thannks for mentioning my name....Guess you're almost as good as Kaori Yuki sometimes......

Saima Afreen said...

Very varied imagination Dibbastaya. The imageries change at a quick pace merging to weave a tapestry of thoughts almost like a rivulet changing its course while flowing from the high hills. Keep up the good work...

sourik_poetsparadise said...

these beautiful thoughts are your strength,my brother...really love this poem where the thoughts swing like a pendulum through the winds of fairy tales and imaginations...

sourik_poetsparadise said...

Dibba,
please check out my new poem 'A Confession' which i posted on my blog. I would be waiting for oyur comments... :):)

Sourik

Anonymous said...

First Off, the thoguht is splendid, even if rather cynical(but then cynicism is a fashion in neo-poets.) The poem is well executed, the pace setting the mood.
You Never Read Fairy Tales?? Why, in heaven's name, why??