November 8th, 2006
unpublished thoughts2
Posted by omego in Uncategorized
Ode to the loving
falls
in a perfect
world of serious fools
nonsense is kept in golden room
text messages
are classic poems
of prolific lovers dancing in the
moon.
beneath
the epitaph of bitter reality
liars
salvage tempting illusions
drawing
monalisa in silent rhapsody
then
breathe no more as the crayon falls.
emotions are
indeed complicated
bullshit, like phone calls
unattended
dating with
dreaming of lucid tomorrow
waking up rubbishing on a wet blue
pillow
to
hell with us for being late
eros
has closed the 13th gate
this
infidel is dying soon
destiny
has written his worthless doom.
