this is a little poem i constructed

while sitting comfortably in the ruby seats of UE theatre

waiting reluctantly for the start of our cultural show..
i tried to exaggerate on the theatrics..
i dunno if i was successful though..
you be the judge

February 5, 2009
03: 45 PM
UE Theatre

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Theatrics

What a pinnacle theatre!

The theatre of lingering ghost, souls

The beauteous stage, nearing extinction

Burned down to the ashes

Hide the hideous corruption of goodness

And yet, humour chose to cringe

And parade the Trojan horse, remorse

Angered, incensed carnival

The lunar moon brings mercy

And light to illuminate the darkened hearts

Oh, to offer love to the lamb rather than to the lion

 Playing as the prey; not the predator

The hunter’s poison trail down life

To go and hunt for the craving lines

The actors and actresses of demise

The curtains, hue and cry

The veils in uproar

Deluge of Odium, revulsion

How do they swathe the face of frill?

How do they mask the crown of glee?

What am I to expect?

What am I to love?

Amidst the chaos, the warfare, the bloodshed

The cascade of tears

Monsoon of fears

The carnage and tranquillity

What am I suppose to love?

What am I suppose to feel?

Hush, my heart, hush