Matrushkas
Matrushkas
are
Russian Dolls
Can you imagine live matrushkas!
I see them walking talking,
Singing, dancing, gliding...
In the streets of Moscow
Some are huge, heavy and tall
Simply elephantine
Some are little, slim and pretty
Hidden from the eagles' gaze
They come out, be it day or night
Dressed in the latest fashion
Enveloped in best cosmetics
In many hues and colors
They can be pricey
They can be priceless
They can steal hearts with ease
They can even make one kneel down at one's knees
Matrushkas are not only grand or small
They come in all shapes, sizes and forms
Whatever one says about their beauty
Matrushkas are intelligent, hardworking and pretty!
7 Comments:
And thus is my brain...
Hi Ozy,
Your brilliant poetry is the evidence!
very indian name....
nice description tooo.....
Thanks Rachana!Does it sound Indian?
yes i think so! i dont know how it sounds in russian accent,but "matru" is v much of ind style.
Lovely poem, Abhay. Lots of layers of meaning here.
Thank you Tara,
You are so good in understanding my poems. What a treat for me!
Cheers!
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