Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Veiled wounds

A lovely evening, a charming hostess

Glitterring guests, flush and famous.

Sweet wine, sparkling crystal,

Delightful music, airy and ageless.

Satin on every shoulder, aroma in every breath,

Flowers in baskets, of every color in the palette.

Mirrors on walls, art on domes

And bloodstains under the carpet.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Welcome back Harini:)
-rajni

Sugavan said...

onnum puriyala poo...

SimblyDimply said...

Good one! Liked the phrase - satin on every shoulder.

bubbles said...

:-)

Sriram said...

is this inspired from hotel california :-)

vinod prabhakar said...

Very Good One...kinda felt that the title conveys more meaning.....after finishing the poem....