3) Independent Poem : A Free Verse

After Prayer,

gathered all ghastly  ghosts

created shattered scattered  scene:

the French Diva cut all the queues

directly crossed the seven gates

the innocent dead lives

stared at her stunning curves

the Easter Baskets of eggs clunked

the next line clung to their prayer rugs

stand straight, stand separate on the Race Bay

echoed a sound from

a humongous hulk

She will be  the first:

as more tears were shed

as more tweets flood

as more money spent

on her half-dead life

who is she some souls searched?

Notre Dame, they found.

Exoticas take special trains

She is already on the list of-

Rebirths.

the innocent dead lively souls; after prayer,

gathered together to become ghastly ghosts.

- Preeti