Heartless
Staring at the roar and commotion
With a dumb look on my face
I was defeated, puzzled and discomfited
At this cold, glittering vast space
Inhabited by people, a city
Is a thing with essence, soul and feel
But it offered me no homespun kindliness, no hope
'twas merely a pile of bricks, mortar and steel
Here not an eye turned on me, nor any voice spoke
I stood like a bashful country swain
With poignant humiliation of being ignored
Bloodless spectres passing in sinister and selfish array
So, I met them and did pass
Each one of insolent conceit
This city hath no heart
With the chill, the sphinx-like ruthless expression
Viewing each one with contumely
Pitiless city, frozen, impervious and cruel
Left me downcast and bewildered me.
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Comments
seems like description of the place where you lived and didnt like at all..where people were not kind...just assuming but its a lovely piece of writing...good rhythm..really felt the heartless place....good work...:)
Hi Madhuparna,
Sounds as though this wasn't the place of caviar dishes or where dreams come true for you,
people littered with one tract minds, aimless directions of straight ahead in mind, a sequencing problem and damage to their parifiral vision, which doest exist, hellos or have a nice day, being that of a choir to those that pass you by, makes
you feel like you are in a world all alone,, an extrovert in an introverted world, kind
of remind me of New York City......Very nice poem..
With kind regards,
Jim
OMG NOT SURE IF IM ON THE RIGHT SITE MY POEMS ARE SHORT AND NOT SO WELL PUT TOGETHER BEAUTIFUL POEM , GREAT IN FACT .
Hey Toni,
For a poem to be well put together.... it takes time.... i have some short poems of mine too.... when I started writing initially.... shall post them too....thanks for ur appreciation and keep inking.... God Bless...
Thanks Jimmy for your wonderful comment...yeah... this city for me is very impervious....i don't know if the heartless* part really exists as most people are so attached to their own cities....the cities where they reside.... This would actually be my first impression of a city which I migrated to when I was 9 years old..... being a small town girl.... i was dumbstruck at the pace of the city, its people and lack of warmth....which years later i turned those feelings into verse.... :)
Hey Vijit,
U hit the bulls eye when u commented...seems like description of the place where you lived and didn't like at all..... Yeah that's true...Migrated to a city at age of 9 and didn't feel the warmth that is inherent in small towns.... Thanks for liking my poem.... :)
your welcome..:)
Take care Madhuparna and i hope your place of residence now, appeals a lot more too you, than where you were before..
Cheers,
Jim
yeah Jim, I'm at the same place for 22 years now.... but perceptions have changed.... :)
HI MADHUPARNA,
That's good to hear, keep doing what you do, maybe it will be passed on to those nomads that tends to not notice anybody, that you speak of.
Wish you Luck,
Jim