Tuesday, 17 May 2011

sparks

In the peachy warm enclosed air
lies a body reclined in thoughts of dreams
a revisit to the cold crude despair
under the roof of same ol' bricks in streams
a trial with no two syllables they repeat
in dark orange gloom stuck in reverse
the bricks they seem to fall apart in retreat
like ants n spiders glued soft in nears
swivelling on the division of yin yang
like a lizards' halloween search for light
crawling; walking; runnin' back to the big bang
on a road unknown; holds a destiny of such might

Oh sparks; now sing one we know
is it you I held onto?
I'm losing my picture again oh no
guilty I am for I dream of your tattoo

Oh sparks; now take steps of the dance we once danced
for the hormonal breath that left me enchanted
for the periodic psy dialysis
for the dance itself
for that smile
for me!!

get stood up for another chapter
something beyond the mere sight of colors
something now musical
turn the pages and keep turnin 'em
cos there was a pen by the side
a pen with no traces of ink
turn my friend for i ask of you
turn for the sparks turn into a bolt
and thus sparks be forgotten!!


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