Monday, January 23, 2012

Act strange!

Dream on princess!
Soar through the fleecy clouds.

Play along lad!
Exploit your agile expressions.

Discover yourself woman!
Rip apart all those forbidden moments.

Run away little kid!
Lock yourself inside the polka train.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Far apart

And as you carefully caress all those tricky notes,
the melodic surprises make room for the much awaited encore.
But I am no longer oblivious of your saccharine sonata,
All the same am delighted each time you relocate your bow.

You suddenly evaporate into the sinister night,
my snooping gaze encounters your vacillating ways.
But every time you sing to me a charming ballad,
I lose myself yet again thinking 'let this be the final act'.

And you run into me one of these days,
I smell the coldness in your breath.
And I wonder who managed to steal our verbal row.

Alas! Before I find my answer, curtain falls and you take a bow.