Monday, November 03, 2008

the shadow....


dark blue
blue night
dark, dead...

quiet noise,
whispering blood...
dark blood

flows,
a wave
now a ripple

swells

music...
the guitar strums
a dirge-
mournful,
dull, clawing-
floats like a disembodied spirit...

the cloying sweetness of cheap perfume
the air fills with it...

blood drips...
the unmistakable sound
of death.

death smells
of mouldy cheese.

the dark shadow is on the move again,
invisible
in the dark blue
blue night...


4 comments:

Sandeep Balan said...

wow...take a bow...you have the power to capture attention with such few words....brilliant!

The Mind Bedouin said...

:::@dear sandeep:::
:)..you jus did the same thing too...thank you so much..and do keep visiting and commenting.... :)

Sandeep Balan said...

hey....thanx for what...u deserve it...n yaa...great to have you at my blog as well....muthu was to be a one off post where u spend a day with diverse personalities...but muthu has been liked so much that i have to think of ways to continue this...hadnt planned more posts on muthu so started off with another short story...bt promise to bring back muthu later....sorry to keep u waiting till tht...i hope u will enjoy 'a greeting for appu' as well....
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The Mind Bedouin said...

:::@sandeep:::
u hav a real nice blog too... tho i like the stories posted more... sorry.. :) ... ill b waitin to hear more abt muthu ... tc...