ELECTRICITY

When words get insufficient...

I need a theory about her, that aggregates everything she does,

            Her glare is too intense; it blinds me like a thousand suns.

 

That doesn’t quite sum her up, she’s more colossal than I can describe,

            Or maybe she’s an impure grain of salt, immortalized in the sands of time?

 

No, no, no. That’s not enough…she’s prettier than a lonesome star, shooting across the sky,

            Or the perfect moment on replay, without any intention of passing by.

 

Still not good enough… I haven’t even mentioned her smile,

            Encouraging and stunning; glittering like light off the River Nile.

              

This is all stupid, words can’t really explain her; she’s immensity times infinity,

            Wait…wait…wait…I got it- She’s like Electricity.

 

She energizes my soul, with her clean enriching Electric power,

            With her at my side I’m a cyborg on nuclear steroids, physically unable to cower.

 

She never flickers for a minute, and I wonder how many Watts she’s on,

            It really must take a Zillion of them, to get my rusty turbines to roll.

 

Sometimes she can indeed get hazardous, and that’s when I insulate,

            Defend myself from her gruesome shocks, whenever I give her no option but to berate

 

What I think I’m trying to say is, I’d trade my Playstation®, and electric guitar,

            To charge my delightful soulmate up, if ever she was on her final battery bar.

 

Cause without her I’m in a major blackout; an entire city without an energy supply,

            Or an important Electricity producing dam, that has suddenly run dry.

 

Yes…I think she’s like electricity, her power pure and uncontrollable,

            But I’m sure that with the right transformer, I could step her down to adorable.

 

                                  -M.Babu-

Author's Note

This poem is not for you rigid formalists. Please if you are ridiculously close-minded, rude and traditional click the ‘Back’ button now! My Poetry is not for you…If you like contemporary work, welcome, this poem will definitely interest you (positively or negatively). Electricity describes that weird indescribable black hole, I personally feel when I try describing that ‘Special’ person. No word is suffice…I hope I’m not alone Again to the critics, I know how I could have made this poem a winner but I prefer it as imperfect as it is…

Reviews

[Michael]

Very interesting poem. I really don't think poetry is something that can be objectively "reviewed", but I will say that even though I hate putting women on a pedastal (they are people too) that this was an awesome poem. I loved the metaphors and it seemed almost lyrical. And in the words of the great Forrest Gump, that's all I have to say about that.

[SINDE]

Fire! This has to be my favourite!

[Murtuza]

I've always liked how you wrote and the honesty that you give out in your poems. The words flow as smooth like a knife through butter and make it so easily relate-able. I like this one a lot. I'm glad to have read it. Thanks for sharing :)

[Arabdha]

a phrase comes to my mind.."head over heels"..lol..the feelings are genuine..and the description is power-packed.. mesmerizing writing..and definitely a lucky girl..! :)

[Tate Morgan]

So hard to put emotional feelings into words isnt it .For some it seems to come easy for others it does not.It is a great gift to be able to have the reader feel the same thing you do.It is not something born to one It is something learned from practice.I like this analogy and you are on the same road as me

[Alvin L. Kathembe]

ELECTRIC!!
"She never flickers for a minute, and I wonder how many Watts she’s on,
It really must take a Zillion of them, to get my rusty turbines to roll."
that line just killed me...good job bro, keep em coming!!!