"The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection,and not fountain,to show them that we love them,not when we feel like it,but when they do"

Thursday, January 06, 2011


The wind was ferocious,
uncovering her layer by layer.
Speaking of a ominous storm.
Laying there on the couch;
Her eyes were wide open staring nowhere.
They spoke of pain and love,
both together to her surprise.
The glazing stiletto had her reflection,
the night carried; 
Blackened silhouette of her.
She knew of no one that she could talk to.
The lines were engaged of her life screwed.
She had a wish to live for someone,
but now it seemed a impenetrable thought.
She was close to death and near to Satan;
Satan loved her beauty and admired it,
For that resuscitating he revived her life.
Kiss of life spread by the dark in blight.
She was mesmerized taken by surprise.
Darkness became hers for lifetime.


Beyond Horizon said...

Just a doubt...why is she still in darkness?
what happened to kiss of life... I know you have striked the line...but just curious

mesmerizing!!! :)

Alcina said...

@Beyond horizon

Coz it was kiss by Satan :)


Beyond Horizon said...

Oh... I got that...
Thanks :)

Sourav C. Pandey said...

Dark and mysterious. The character reminded me of Miss Havisham from the book Great Expectations by Charles Dickens.

simran said...

Nice imagination snehu...
You described it so nicely that I can feel the lonliness and dark life of her!

Blasphemous Aesthete said...

but does Satan give life he loves somebody, I thought he'd escort her to his place in hell. :P

Alcina said...


So it is :)
Hmm..bringing back memories :)

Alcina said...


Glad that you sensationalize it :)

Thank you..!!

Alcina said...

@Blasphemous Aesthete

Let some experienced persona comment on this :D :P