She’s pure gasoline
and he’s the match
waiting for her to be spread
so he could set her on fire.
Both get burnt
to reach their logical end.
They might as well be-
A magnet
and cold steel.
Motion
to a relentless wheel.
Judgment
for an appeal.
The fallen victim and
the banana peel.
You remember you once asked me for one analogy?
You're the God, I'm your endless eulogy.
You remember you once asked me for one analogy?
You're the God, I'm your endless eulogy.
8 comments:
2 Back to Back posts ... one as good as another .... prodigious ... period ...
oooo gimme gimme gimme
;)
yes, maybe they do.
such brilliant analogies.
@Anon - Ah. Thanks :)
@Meg - Give you what? Erkazoma? :P Gimme gimme gimme your "ring-em" boys. Makes me want to write a song on you!
@Shamanth - Hope so, certainly hope so. Thanks :)
oooh - sizzling! where doth comes such ideas? :)
This goddamned cursed brain.
quite racy....and nice...
AND you are part of the delhi Theatre Circuit?
Scribblers Inc.
Merci monsieur ;)
Nope, not part of any theatre circuit. Just our college's annual theatre production that we took to Delhi this year for one show. But hey, if the opportunity comes along I am all for it :)
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