The Deception
by Geetashree Chatterjee
(New Delhi)
She drew a beckoning line bordering the lashes,
Picked up the long, dark stem
With the wet, silken bristles at the end
Stroked lovingly the frills fringing
Those bottomless pools of intoxicating dreams
Which enchanted the masses
A pinch of earthy shade to shadow the lids
The pallor of her contours heightening
The dark depths of her glazed peek
A subdued patch of shell pink on the high cheek bones
And a deep rosy tint to highlight the much coveted pout
A pair of gold ringlets tantalizing the delicate ear lobes
A crop of shining mane with strands of bleached brown
Playing hide and seek in light caressed the curves of her shoulders round
A crystal winked seductively on the hollow of her neck
The shimmering, scarlet, satin hugged the twig of her frame so well
A platinum plated bracelet entwining her fragile wrist
The glinting ruby on her finger sang with a matching lilt
A pair of soft leather encased the dainty ankles
?A slender stalk in a glass vase, a bouquet of lyrical musings?
Had once gushed a nobody in ardent admiration
She elegantly shrugged away the thought in vague recollection.
The thin blood vessels were almost invisible in the whiteness of her eyes
For a slim slice of a second she stood staring at her visage
A frosty smile waved across the cold, barren landscape
The pretty picture of deception was complete in all its fakeness
She stretched her arms to snatch away the pearl encrusted clutch
Swaying across the floor she reached the door and looked back
One last hasty glance to make herself sure
Whether the craft-work of grease and paint
Had well camouflaged the scars of the night before
She could hear the impatient crowd waiting for her outside
Hurried steps left the room and reached the foyer at once
To be engulfed by a horde of shutterbugs and crazy fans
But not before she had coyly blinked into the mirror twice
The charmer, the temptress, the angel from paradise
Oh yes it was perfect! Went absolutely undetected!
Under the sparkling layers of powdered and glossy poise
The hideous slashes of lust and vice were so cunningly disguised