Saturday, 22 October 2011
Friday, 21 October 2011
Long Distance Notes
A lost unfragmented mind
over thoughts of fatherly caresses
brotherly exchange of childhood
a bow down to a motherly love
but in the midst of beautiful minds
lay her blossomed foot firm hovering
over spiritual route with companionship
we dream in dreams of threads un-knit
we touched the auros of yellow and red
and weaved tomorrow of an ancient love
makin' this moment a photographic image
but the sense of leaving behind so absurd
I doubt now my chances of runnin' home
but a man of words ain't does no good
hold together for promises made n returned
here I fly against the sunrise
have erased my past; some I've treasured
they'll walk me a long road winding n swaying!!
over thoughts of fatherly caressesbrotherly exchange of childhood
a bow down to a motherly love
but in the midst of beautiful minds
lay her blossomed foot firm hovering
over spiritual route with companionship
we dream in dreams of threads un-knit
we touched the auros of yellow and red
and weaved tomorrow of an ancient love
makin' this moment a photographic image
but the sense of leaving behind so absurd
I doubt now my chances of runnin' home
but a man of words ain't does no good
hold together for promises made n returned
here I fly against the sunrise
have erased my past; some I've treasured
they'll walk me a long road winding n swaying!!
Tuesday, 18 October 2011
Warm Winter Freeze!!
to sleep in a land unknown no more; warm thyself,
in bulky wool woven with strings of blue, red & yellow,
then you'd fish a dead sea your time away, lookin to help
the mortals at the water's edge caressed by a weeping willow
the sparrows chirp the morning away for twelve too much a quid,
lay with lies right at the mirror do I still devour; still cherish,
sounds acoustic and romance over a late jazzy night; yet insipid,
this hazy moonlit whisper may be the culprit that I fetish.......
sounds acoustic and romance over a late jazzy night; yet insipid,
this hazy moonlit whisper may be the culprit that I fetish.......
Oh napoleon girl!! you’ve missed the scenery, the trees ’ve run dry;
At rare hours thy scents and thy warmth have I missed too, and you whole;
I walk Emily to the Interchange in hope of a hand without a cry,
Hope someone said won’t raise no dust until oh hope bids your soul!!
I walk Emily to the Interchange in hope of a hand without a cry,
Hope someone said won’t raise no dust until oh hope bids your soul!!
See unreal now, let it be!!
Monday, 17 October 2011
Flickering Collage
All apologies my good ol' friend
we haven't met in a while
for I come to you just at times, now that's the trend,
times when all I have is myself and none for a mile
It's a rainy cold winter lonesome night
Pictures gathered withered away
away with the wind but in silence I'll fight
fight will I for I know they haven't gone a long way
I'll walk the deserts n swim the oceans
cos I've clicked those pictures....of you n me!!
Babe, you say you wont come to me; but in patience
I'll paint you a picture so beautiful you'll see!!
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