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Friday, October 23, 2009

Black Magick Woman



Her eyes adorned with moist kohl,
Immobilizing you with a single gaze…
Encroaching into your mind,
Subjecting you to uncanny haze…
Her hands embellished in bangles of gold,
Her touch leaves you soft & cold…
Curbing every noise in your head,
Paradoxical, enigmatic, a story untold…

She walks her walk, she talks her talk,
She works her magic like charm...
She's in your dreams, you worst nightmare,
She can glamour you, even harm...
Her scent, that of a tart maiden,
Instills wild & carnal temptations...
Her hair like the waves of the ocean,
Arousing ardent venomous emotions...

Perilous woman of spiritual faith...
Daunting enough to demystify...
Cajoling you with her every move...
So smooth, so suave, you utter a cry....

She's a Black Magick Woman.....
*Spell*....So mote it be.!

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Trip to the Unknown



I was fairly preoccupied with myself,
to even know what is out there,
A world so enigmatic & unfathomable...
Then i have this 'One fine day',
when suddenly, i want to discover the profound, the arcane cryptic things...
I thought for once, I'd think outside the box,
Never was anything as capricious before...

I close my eyes,
Open my mind, Open all senses...
Yes, I hear something, I do, I hear things iv never known...

An amplified heartbeat, desolate and bear...
Tiny wings fluttering, castigated, in midst of silence...
Dreary bleak trees wrench with howls by each gush of winds...
I feel forsaken...Its very gloomy...
A Grandfather Clock starts to tick at the far end,
I feel pangs of angst...Cold sweat dripping don the nape of my neck...
Endless whisper, A burst of angina,
I sense each fucking moment passing away, I'm letting go...
Its all byzantine, I feel asphyxiated, cold as a cadaver.

And then it stops, I blink. I'm me. I'm back
I lay lying on my bed looking at my ceiling, Sweet music...
Back to life, Back to good ol' Nirvana,
My sweet journey, A trip to the Unknown...