Friday, October 10, 2008

You Are...

A puff of smoke, a flash of light,
A shadow here, a shadow there.
A burst of love, a gleam of spite.
A silhouette, a wisp of air.

Sly and bold,
Burning cold,
A hurtful hold,
A formless mould.
Never static, never old.
A secret waiting to be told.

Crude and raw, smooth and sleek.
A tapestry, a blinding blade.
Unexpected, unafraid.
A river peak, a mountain creek.

A crystal ball,
A fatal fall,
A stony wall,
A bloody brawl.
A wild and elemental call.
A drug to start and stop it all.

8 beep/s:

cry freedom said...

anushkaaaa.. AMAZING. :)

Clezevra said...

Need I repeat... amazing? And then, it is one of the best things I've read on drugs, for a long type. Not stereotypical at all.

Death On Two Legs said...

It's not on drugs :D
It's on... never you mind! :P

The Wize Witch said...
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Yamini said...

amazing. should i feel proud of the fact that not for once did i think it's on drugs. :P
what i like about it is the way it rhymes. strictly, yet effortlessly. sexy.

Death On Two Legs said...

Well you know, drugs aren't the only addictive things ;)

Prince of Mirkwood said...

...I could not have summed it up any better way:) (any kind of addiction I mean)

Vile and Vicious said...

Okay, this is brilliant. Congratulations.