Bustle and hustle
beeps and bombs
of the silent skies
which cries
in my eyes
like lighted lamp
with the breaded vamp
of the clock strikes eleven
oh me the heaven
will sleep soon
let me hear it again
nomadic views
transperent hues
birdly crows
vows and hows
of being that man
or woman in the car
of drenched wet seats
like messed up beats
joyous highs
mented minds of burned ashes
smoke
and dark
yes thats not
the limped packet
of cookies
i choose
with milked acid
of white plain dark
skinned men
and the purple haze
and the blue star gaze
between the sheets
shifting breaths
mumbled jumbles
of go-bye bus
meanwhile hush
drops down shadow
no mere window
black
pitch
swan
ditch
donkey
yes
thats true
my dreams
being able to miss and miss you.
- saswati barat
12th nov 2008
beeps and bombs
of the silent skies
which cries
in my eyes
like lighted lamp
with the breaded vamp
of the clock strikes eleven
oh me the heaven
will sleep soon
let me hear it again
nomadic views
transperent hues
birdly crows
vows and hows
of being that man
or woman in the car
of drenched wet seats
like messed up beats
joyous highs
mented minds of burned ashes
smoke
and dark
yes thats not
the limped packet
of cookies
i choose
with milked acid
of white plain dark
skinned men
and the purple haze
and the blue star gaze
between the sheets
shifting breaths
mumbled jumbles
of go-bye bus
meanwhile hush
drops down shadow
no mere window
black
pitch
swan
ditch
donkey
yes
thats true
my dreams
being able to miss and miss you.
- saswati barat
12th nov 2008
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