Friday, August 20, 2010

Flash




Wandering alone, along the dusty road

Late hours, humming a dusky song..


        Routine thoughts, colorless life

        I feel a deja-vu every night...


Deadlines, chores, toil & drill, all on my mind

Scent of a woman, a reminiscent of a beautiful past..


        A life worth living - a prophetic lie

        Still, slogging, selling, killing - an unpredictable present...



A Flash:


Wisdom, when do you strike??

Random Swings








Do I have to confront you
It leaves me confused..


& if you aren't headed my way
I ain't really amused...




Living rave, feeling grave
Just stay, I'm not your game..


Step off, for I may use you
Vacate the skies, I'm shooting to fame...




Random swings,

Either you give in..

Or you give up...