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Friday, July 29, 2011

Puff..!


This entry is submitted by me for Thursday Poets Rally Week 49!

Through the thick cover,
diffusing in the air,
bitter sensation it triggered.
Claustrophobic it seemed at first.
Now relieves to the core,
chilling the bones to numb.
Burnt grey it flew inside the eyes,
the past deeds came so live.
Bloody red the white spaces turned.
Pupils dilated eyelids blinked close. 
Life got a standstill in the puff, 
just smoke reeled in the air above.

29 comments:

Red Handed said...

The few lines speak a lot.
Loved it

tarunima said...

I love the way you play with words:)
Lovely.

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⁂ܓVållῐ ⁂ܓ☺ said...

Nicely written :)

Heaven said...

i am not a smoker but you caught the "moment" in the puff ~

nice to meet you~

mindsinger said...

Inimical. I was torn between thinking it just a cigarette puff and perhaps something more sinister.

Eon Heath said...

Hey, Hi

seems so much like me...
;-)

nostalgic waves of smoke enthrills n engulfs my being...


Regards,
........

Marbles in My Pocket said...

Excellent write on the picture. Very real feeling.

bendedspoon said...

numbing moment. admirable write :)

Jingle said...

beautiful.
abstract and poetic words.

Saru Singhal said...

This is remarkable...

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Ah, I have found your poetry. Excellent. My I add your site to my blog? I have a few special places I love. Great Poem...


Melanie

vaisakhi said...

PUFFED.....intriguing words....nice write...n glad to see u back...:)

Jesse.s.mitchell said...

this is awesome. great work

ccchampagne said...

Very, very dark... Tried to see where the image came from but the link wouldn't work... Like it, though it's a bit on the dark side for me (wish I could write dark like that). Great read though!

Ravenblack said...

On first read, it's is picture of what it's like standing in a room full of smokers. Very interesting poem, the initial impression transforms into that of being choked by old lingering bad memories or perhaps guilt.

Alcina said...

@Red Handed
After a longtime..welcome back.. :)
Glad they could mean to you..Thank you red :)

Alcina said...

@tarunima
Wish to go on till you are ready to witness the play :)

Thank you so much for the honor..will take it up soon dear :)..glad to receive such an honor and knowing about my blog to being mysterious :)

Alcina said...

@Valli
thank you!

Alcina said...

@Heaven
Nor am i..
Thank you!
It was nice to meet you too my dear :)

Alcina said...

@mindsinger
Indeed you got the right word :)
Wherever it takes just fly away like the Puff :) ..

Hope you had a happy visit here!
Keep chiming..

lonelyrecluse said...

Very vivid poetry this. Love the power of the description. Though I don't smoke there are times I've understood the same feeling I think.
The Lonely Recluse.

cursemymetalbody said...

I really enjoyed this - it spoke to me a lot, I've definitely been there before. Great work!

Raivenne said...

I have to say I especially enjoyed this as I also chose a moment involving cigarettes as my entry for this week. Very nicely capture and I love the image with it.

Peggy Nolan said...

Nicely written!

Chim's World of Literature said...

its a powerful description cos one puff cud easily mean that a fire was lit and puff up in smoke it goes....

Beyond Horizon said...

I does relief the fear of the claustrophobic emotions...but how long will it??

Superb writing Alcina!

Rachel Hoyt said...

Great poem! It captures the smoker's enjoyment well.

blackswanpoetry said...

Nice Alcina...I remain a fan...Great pic too

mindlovemisery said...

While I have never been a smoker this is beautiful and vivid loved it!