Socially awkward situations make for good writing, it seems :s


The Party

The room is dark, and occasionally smoke drifts by
Teasing his nose, tugging on his senses
Before drifting off, a flirting ghost
As he stands in the corner, feet leaden
Drink clutched forgotten in his humbled fingers
As he returns a smile from his friend, avoiding any further eye contact
As she gazes, confused, at the shy man-child next to the speaker
As his friends party their lives away, he holds his in humiliated fingers
And wishes he could give flight to his soul
Watch it twist and dance, a freed albatross
over the sea of society, following whichever friendly ship
Gives him permission to land
And yet, his friends murmur, confused
As yet another night is wasted, stationary
He has been here before
In this pit of anxiety and ridiculous embarrassment
Resisting the throbbing drums that try to nudge him out to the floor
And the slightly concerned and exasperated female advances
An interesting tableau, altogether...
The angel, in the air, falling to earth
Rather than use his wings....



Poetry by Dominic
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Written on 2006-10-26 at 02:23

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Zoya Zaidi
"Watch it twist and dance, a freed albatross"

Such poetic lines these!

You display a powerful sense of observation, and a very good psychological penetration in to human psyche'...

This happens to many; awkwardness is so commmon. Not ever one can overcome it...

A great ampathy shown here!

A done very poetically too!

(((Hugs)))

Welcome to the by fro my side!

Love, Zoya
2006-10-26