Sunday, September 5, 2010

Fornicate me

Walked in a bar with dismissal for all
While all faggot eyes stared with floating testosterone
Bartender gave me my cheers of choice
In walked an old school boy

Dreamt a homerun to paradise
And knew that it has arrived
With sparkling eyes I swept passed by
Only to sweep him underneath the sky

Like a magnet draws its mole of iron
He took a flight to come to my isle
While we said cheers he changed my choice
I found a better way to rejoice

At every turn I found him
Like a candle unperturbed by the wind
Now that I have come home
Fornicate me, I do not want to be alone

I predicate I am made for you
A communion which completes me and you

2 comments:

PsycheBubbles said...

Is it just fornication that makes the communion, or its more than that.. just pondering.. brilliant piece..

Rudrakshha said...

A man went in search of one perfect moment. The price he had to pay was the rest of his life. Very well written and articulated . Emotions expressed are so deep but you handled them very artistically , each word and every emotion chiseled out so beautifully that i can see a face so clear . I will take help of Rumi to express on what i am feeling right now, ’’ ’’Out beyond the ideas of wrong and right, there is a field.I will meet you there.When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, ’’each other’’ doesn’t make any sense.’’ I wish i could have expressed it exactly i am feeling.