Saturday, December 26, 2009

Dying Cadences.

i hav seen death flicker in your eyes!
ashes coming to life as time flies....
i am born to die-an atonement not to spell.
Life's still floating....floating...in that sunken swell.


guillotined tears in the halo of hollow...
"dying cadences" for the mo[u]rning swallow...
gutteral slits that passions may flow.....
You damning your self with every HEY and HO!!!


A gluttonous ravine for the premature spasm...
Destiny is futile...it can cook no harm.

pointless points logically established.
the Sleeping Babe that Snores Alarm!!!


with every cocoon poor caterpillar dies...
with tsunamic waves comes back to life....
when every moment is a fading trance....
One thrives to death for death to thrive.

2 comments:

  1. amaaaaaazing... simply amaaaaaaazing

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  2. Destiny is futile...it can cook no harm

    you know what..... this line should be patented or else it will get plagiarised...
    anyways that was a compliment in disguise.

    but somehow... u shake my brains bringing out these... we all sulk "destiny fate.... bla bla"

    but sumhow... its just that we want things to be always good with us...
    and its real tough for us to live with the fact... that no one asked us to be in any competition with anyone else.... its just again that we wanted more than others had....

    and life goes on..
    and things keep happening..
    and destiny gets blamed

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