Sunday, 15 May 2016

crazy girl....

MOONWALK


She is a crazy girl....
improvising her music like a whirl...
Her poetry, dancing upon the shore,
which she wrote for some one .. 
whom she loves from the core…

She stood in desperate music wound,
like a merry go round and round…
she is a diamond super shiny, but a lil rough..
i will keep trying to make her a real tough… 

She is being missed from dawn to night..
with the rising sun with the candle light…
she wants to travel far  across and away…
exploring sunny beaches, snowy peaks and fury bay...

she has a dream, a soft look in her tiny eyes..
she is childish often but sometimes witty and wise…
she long for booze, to wake up and ignite..
with vodka and whiskey she wants to get tight..

she is damn adorable in her black outfits.. 
but her white and yellow suit is the best hit…
she looks a cute kiddy when she sing and smile…
But  when it about love.. she is butter soft and real agile…..

i m a book.....



i need someone…

who can love me whn i will be old and grey…
when my own children will left me wild and stray….
when i will be full of sleep, and nodding by the fire…
sticking  all day to the bed and a radio wire… 

i m a book…
take down this book, and slowly read, 
u have to work hard searching herb out of weed..
my skyscrapers of dreams ..
and of their shadows deep….
u will find me as a lamb 
searching his way out of a flock of sheep...

i don't have memory of past..
 faults whom i can recall...
sometimes feel shattered, 
sometimes a painting on the wall… 

there is no imprint of my sins remained anywhere….

i m hard as diamond and fragile as glassware….
sometimes got stabbed right in heart..
sometimes got cut, worn and teared part by part......