BEAUTIFUL NONSENSE

Fine.Tall.Delectable.

With my crown added to her collection

Religion could not even bear her pose

She turns

And I see a backside as in movies

Such that could make me delete my girls

Even if I format my skull

I’m sure it’d make no effect on my addiction

Soothing.Refreshing.

Was the joy I derive in her arms

Like Delilah

I knew I’ve slept with the killer of my dreams

Yet on her breasts I lay my head

Hoping never to find a better pillow

Tried as they may

Friends fail to make me awake

Leaving me to snore away my grace

Alarmed.Aggrieved.

I wake on the other side of life

Facing the doom of my folly

Not wanting out of my confusion

Though I’d pray for a last minute grace

I wouldn’t mind to die in this state

Bereaved. I cried.

At the replay of my days

Knowing this could have been a better play

But the love of the world became my fate

Now I see me in folly

The riches.The fame.The nonsense.

All beautiful without a gain

(w) 30.05.13. 10:55-11:05Am