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Dusk


A gentle breeze just touched my face,
then died away without a trace.
It brought with it a sweet perfume,
which reminded me of times of bloom.
I stopped for a while and thought of how,
the world had changed without him now.
With him every blade of grass made me,
think of spring's lovely greenery.
And now it takes a whole orchard of flowers,
to show that its beautiful, this world of ours.
Back then, even a crow's coarse cry
would seem like a sweet lullaby.
And now, even the nightingale's melody,
fills me with emptiness and melancholy.
Then, the pale sun of the wintry cold
looked in the sky like glistening gold.
Now every drop of a bright sun ray
only makes me want to turn away.

balderdash

Dude you take the cake,
of these poems that we bake,
enjoyment for enjoyment's sake,
here's one for you, tayk!

you sat on my crap

I travelled many a distant land,
through deserts of snow and of sand,
yet i couldn't find the band,
that had once adorned her hand.
Through expanses that out were fanned,
my eyes had time and again scanned,
till at last i returned weak and tanned,
defeated by fate to my land.


In those statues made in time,
is hidden a secret rhyme,
just slip in a dime,
and you can hear a jingling chime,
that speaks of an ancient time,
a moving unmute mime,
so unless you've done a crime,
you can always hear the rhyme.


In the garden by the lake,
i was standing with a rake.
The smile on my face was fake,
as that day i had baked a cake.
It was the best i could make.
But it would just not break.
So for your own sake,
if you don't want your life at stake,
never ever eat my cake.

intoxicated

freaks of the world, here we come..
high on tequila, vodka and friggin' rum.
on this crazy shit that we host,
lets start off by raising a toast
to the legendary threesome :P

cross my heart and i swear to die
and in the amazon my remains shall lie
in the heart of the jungle you shall find
a key to the Treasure, a piece of my mind
of course i'd like a date beside a blue moon
with candlelit dinner, and a looney tune
but it does sound like a daft teenage flick
where the chick made out with a random Dick
aah well we ve raised quite a storm
lets just nurse those hangovers in the dorm
just wait a bit
let monsoon hit
then we shall be sober again.