Saturday 21 April 2012

GIRL


The love is flowing all over her
like honey dripping on the frenzy bear’s fur
she sees me good,
Walking down on a black and grey road
so pleasant was Her gait and demeanor
Rapturous
I know she gave me a glance
Yes she looked at me
Girl

Her toe nails are glowing in red
but hands are so simple and finger so well
no Vanity
Her eyes so big like a jungle owl
but take no offence it’s not meant a foul
on your persona
Don’t let it fuck up your mind
coz it’s a complement
Girl

Your floaters all red but on its strip
Written in cloudy white emerging that is
Engraved is “love”
The little round hair bun was so ram
that it held the scalp so tight and un-mal
You looked so Amorous
I want to make love to you girl
Don’t you want the same?
Girl

Wednesday 11 April 2012

wondering


Sometimes they talk good,
but then the fear
make them corrupt.
The dread of being thrown,
out from the very family
which they made themselves
The family which won't
have any existence,
The family which can't
thrive without them.
Sometimes they talk good...