Sunday, May 28, 2006

A Sip of White

(I guess all the "so called decent" people would find this one a little too vulgar. For the others just enjoy.)

Back from the depths of death and heaven's lane,
Back in the dark with a dime, a quarter and a few dollars,

She is there with all her clothes on as well,
Ah! the scent , like Al said, SCENT OF A WOMAN


A little while later, he is at the corner,
He finds her standing right there,

Next he strips her off whatver she has or out of wherever she came from.

He is back and nostalgic, as he takes a sip,
Felt just like her , the clean white sip, his first kiss.


She has got Zino's name written all over her,
Ya right there next to where he loves kissing her.

"Oh lord , how many more do I need to try,
To try and reach somewhere,
Somewhere between Orion and the Moon".


He watches the white lady burn, burn away to ashes

Five minutes is all it took, for her to burn away

From the tip to the innermost depth.

Fair enough, she would take away,
Take away five minutes of his life along as well

1 comment:

Sloka said...

hey Dhi......

well....not all the "vulgar"...but definitely not for the decent ones!!!! to be honest...this is the first poem of yours that i couldn't really understand!!!!!!!! gotta read it again and again and again!!!!

anyways, long time no hear......some1's really busy!!!!

bye for now
cheers