Wednesday, February 10, 2010

respected vulpine.....

the crowd was raising the roof

as if they are all going on the tiles

everybody's a qeer fish

as if it is a grandiloquent bombastic event

love was in the air now just a rotten jag

expurgate purge bowlderizing everything

only brakis whiskey to drink

then what the evil sees, yes

then what the evil sees from the mast

an angel in white snow

with sodden mist surrounding her breasts

so blithe so cheerful so dense

the eyes are down lashes cover her glistering white world

so pure so pristine so humble so bonhomie

so stiff so shy so adroit a clever mischief

everyone around her like moths to the flame

handeled with kidgloves

whosoever talking feeling over the moon

oh! angel the evil wants to speak

oh!sweet the wrath wants to die

oh! goddess the vamp wants to love

oh! love the insane wants to broggadico

the evil feels sorry feels callow in his

evil also have heart beats for the angel

oh! angel oh! love oh!god

turn the evil to the man

evil having fierce pain

blood turning blue love is afflicted

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2 comments:

  1. wow .. i never knew you were such a good poet.

    Congratulations on the maiden blogpost

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