Inside a T.V.
She crosses the hurdle, the gateway;
steps inside the world within the screen,
the inside universe of a T.V. set
where blurred noises are snarling behind
the cage of the silence mode, night shows.
The sparkles of luminous particles
consume her; blur her self, her body.
She has been watching these blurred visions
since the last breakup,
since the leftover
of stale memory made her ill at ease.
Now she is inside the void images,
now herself a blurred panorama.
She wants to see if there is anybody
watching her with blank eyes, slightly watery.
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


Comments: 48
Gave you a 10.
Very well-written; brings a lot to mind - Renee, I was wondering the same thing.
Featured in Poets, New and Old. with thanks.
Marilyn
Have a Great & powerful day W/J!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have to smile, not at the plight of the subject, but at the fact that I have been watching some wonderful late night cable TV shows lately. I do not usually watch much TV, but I have been amazed at the wonderful subject matter I have found--medical mysteries, history, anthropology--just amazing!
Good write.
Blessings and best wishes - S.
I haven't had the opportunity of reading your material in months. I've been away from gather.
MyHotComments Great reading material.
Aren't YOU growing ever keener,
with pictures that touch so many.......
through so many screens!
Thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting
What is the burn in the death of your soul burning to get out ?
Thanks for posting in Journey Into Poetry !
hhmmm- still thinking about it