Thursday, October 25, 2012

Rapacious love!


There lay two naked bodies,
On the moor,
Where the grass, succumbed
To the ecstatic manoeuvres,
They were two bodies,
Dipped in yellow hues
Soft hair on their silky skin,
 Jingled and bellowed
To the tunes of the mischievous wind,
Her laughter tossed in the mellow sunlight
Of the evening
He breathed fire, a frolicking one
A blissful union that will last a lifetime,
Blessed by the elements of nature

The Departure

At 1pm behind the cathedral,
I shall lay to rest
Yes today is my funeral
I passed out at 2 in the midnight
My dog was the last,
To bid me farewell
Unsoiled by the misfortunes
I endured, my final breath
Was not chained to
Writhing pain,
Nor was I sombre at the last moment

Gratitude - my girlfriend Suzy,
With all the bittersweet moments
We shared;
My callousness;
Her lust-centric vigour
Whatever ill we survived;
Suzy arranged for my adieu;
She surmised,
A short event would do,
To erase me from the
Uncountable minds,
I infested in my lifetime
Her consolation couldn’t
Meet the comfort,
Offered by my cigarettes,
And the bottles of Ron Castillo;
Who held me up in times of ordeal

They took me to the morgue,
An hour later,
I lay there naked, inside an ice cube
At the crack of dawn,
They laid hands on my numb,
Nubile body
With finesse they decked me
Lain in a cushioned teak casket,
I was taken to the cathedral

After the minister's mutterings
They took me to the final spot,
There was a sea of faces,
All mourners,
No admirers
Clouds ready to shower sorrow,
Lest it mattered
I was lowered to the ground,
to rest eternally
away from the earthlings

PS - Excuse this overtly random stuff(also the typos if any), it came to my mind while I was battling boredom and loneliness on a lazy sunday!

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