Charlatans and other friends

See the pretty girl sitting there

Alone in the corner?

Charlotte Ann is an old acquaintance

Riddled with a question on morality.

She once sold a guy her love

And walked away with his dreams.

She's a good saleswoman,

And she's hawking her heart to her next friend.

 

My bespectacled friend to our far left

Drinking the surroundings

Whilst sipping his coffee:

He is known only as the dentist.

Some people look a gift horse in the mouth;

He does a full dental examination,

And sends home the poor horse toothless.

He appears angry now;

Maybe someone gifted him the coffee.

 

Ms.Sik O'Phant is the sweet girl behind us,

Whose lips clench a smile

And hands clench a card that reads "you're the best",

Waiting, no doubt, for our balding boss.

I am sure she means it:

She has piled up her cards to get to the top

While we use our broken ladders

To languish in the midsection.

 

That is Mr.Semporo Rect, shouting at

Those ignorant people in front of us.

Some people don't realize

That he is never wrong.

The last I heard from him,

He was going to edit the Encyclopedia Britannica.

 

As for me,

I can't tell that myself.

Can I?

Reviews

[Devons]

Very funny and with insightful observations throughout. I know all these people you speak of - particularly the first one... hypocrite and liar (probably has a deep-seated hatred of men which she avenges with her attractions)...no heart at all in actual fact. These are all universally recognised stereotypes that are scrutinised with real humour and plausibility...and ultimately, an intellectual honesty... It's funny how many of these people know full well what they are, but they exploit it as though having a recognisable identity (even a bad one) justifies their attitude in that they have an identity at all..
Good stuff.

[Erin Lee]

wow. i LOVE it. what a great charactor sketch, wrapped up into a tidy poem. love it, abdul. you've outdone yourself again!

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

This is what I love about your writing.Each time one can expect some thing new.You never fail to surprise your readers.You are such a versatile writer.You experiment with so many type of writing styles.This is a very intriguing and clever piece,very cleverly woven..very very much so.I do not know about other friends,but there is one of the following that you described in every class :
Ms.Sik O'Phant is the sweet girl behind us,

Whose lips clench a smile

And hands clench a card that reads "you're the best",

Waiting, no doubt, for our balding boss.

I am sure she means it:

She has piled up her cards to get to the top

While we use our broken ladders

To languish in the midsection.
Well done..:)

[An owl on the moon]

First, let me say that I love the title. Caught my attention right away! Your revelations of these glimpsed souls unveils a depth of history and emotion even in these brief lines. Excellent, intriguing work!

[Miss Coral]

Great humor in this, great rhythm, great tone. I loved this piece. In each stanza, you developed such great characters, while using beautiful language. Excellent piece.
c:

Coral

[Ruth]

lol Amusing and yet also clever love!
Great poem
xx

[Jasmine]

amusing twisted with bitterness - great characterisation and imagery. a poem that pulled me in and made me read right from the start!

She has piled up her cards to get to the top
While we use our broken ladders
To languish in the midsection.

...brilliant, just brilliant :)

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... haha ... :) ... hey buddy ... yellow there ... where did you find these rather interesting and fascinating bunch of people? ... in medical college? ... no kiddin'??!! ... well, you wrote beautifully ... the characterization is very comprehensive ... i liked the aspiring editor the most ... and you? ... well, you're proving to be the absolutely versatile writer that you are ... i loved this surprise ... you excel with humour as well ... (highest rating) ...

[Symplydymple]

Keep it up. This poem is humorous. I love it. You can't really tell about yourself. Let me do that for you. You're great yeah great