empty seats I and II

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I have tried to write in the language of the man potrayed in the poem

a very exited man who is not very good with words
a man of incomplete expressions
no poet

Empty Seats I

Wooooohoooo!!!
Today…………..guess what
Today is the day
The day of my dreams
The day against all incubuses
...day when I grab my ascend
...day when the chimera bends

Dressed my best
I am all set
Set to rock it
Yeah, rock the stage
There’s Polly clapping
And there they whistle with twisted hats
It’s all coming, coming in a few minutes

Guitar strings tight
And polished shoes
A few restive reflexes
And time I feel the gap between my tooth
My song I have rehearsed a gobs of times
And am moiling on some twists, for the final crime

With chock-full smile and pounding heart
With a ticking clock
Awaiting the best best shock
..............................................
This to me is life’s greatest treats
Unwrapped curtains showing way to
Beauteous red EMPTY SEATS

Shringi
22 September 2007

Empty Seats II

to the empty seats sang
my dream, my pulse
they all rang
i felt the numerous glares at me
so frilled with all the tricks n glee

to the RED, i sang my song
to them i gave a zillion smiles
to the cushion, i plead, i furried
to it i sang, i sang

every other day i would come n rock
the dazzling red empty freaks
with the same passion and zeal
to sing my new favourite song

i knew they would clap
and one day whistle
i knew they would dance
and one day sizzle

my tappy shoes would boost me thence
and prepare me for the next dance
every time i had the same frozen fries
te same fears but more highs
luck! could beat me once
luck! could beat me twice
But NO Luck! could not beat me thrice

Shringi
29 September 2007