Imprisoned beauty, Leila Samarrai

In essence, it is the poem that explores the theme: what a single minded violence of a group, also the evil dynamics of the herd, can do to the one exquisite human being. It speaks about envy. It is truth that some people wouldn’t think to do harm alone, but when in group, they could do an unimaginable things. In core, behind any harm are two things: envy and stupidity.


Imprisoned beauty
In three layers poured
During a hellish night

Intrigue ate you
And Erinyes
In turbulent water
Tongue burns from gall

Trojan woman,
Shave your beards!
And you shall see truth:
Shackled naked bodies
Stumble through underground passages.

Through myths
My death
Will be the eternal memory
Of sun’s fiasco.

Author: Leila Samarrai

I am a person of Himalayan seclusion, I am Atalanta in vestments of Helen of Troy, for me there is no term (aphorism there is, maybe). Cosmopolitan is too modest word for one who wanders across epochs without the help of the time machine. Some people consider me weird, because usually this is so when they do not understand something or someone that do not represent their existence. I love cats, an animals in general, I like challenges, I am persistent, I am combative (sometimes I can exaggerate in that - in all) If I were stylistic figure my mortal name would be Hyperbole. Read me. Know me. Conquer me :)

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