Entwined in the heart are
I and You.
Let us lock them up
in the closet today and
watch her, him and them.
Let us talk about lazy crows,
dead fish, a wet metro
or hustling bazaar.
I for once
(err, I was to put in the s(h)elf)
will choose that hawker boy
who sells roses and buys his dreams,
We buy dreams and sail our romance
- We complement them.
Then you for twice
can select your prey in the old age homes.
Look, there in the balcony, that sorry old lady.
We are together, still counting stars
They are so alone and tired of stars
- They contradict us.
In this com-n-con game, we watch
as I and you come out of locked worlds
and mix in the crowd of her, him and them.
They say,
"its an illusion that you are different.
We have but one life"
SoUmY@
I and You.
Let us lock them up
in the closet today and
watch her, him and them.
Let us talk about lazy crows,
dead fish, a wet metro
or hustling bazaar.
I for once
(err, I was to put in the s(h)elf)
will choose that hawker boy
who sells roses and buys his dreams,
We buy dreams and sail our romance
- We complement them.
Then you for twice
can select your prey in the old age homes.
Look, there in the balcony, that sorry old lady.
We are together, still counting stars
They are so alone and tired of stars
- They contradict us.
In this com-n-con game, we watch
as I and you come out of locked worlds
and mix in the crowd of her, him and them.
They say,
"its an illusion that you are different.
We have but one life"
SoUmY@
Comments
Such a striking sense of longingness and desire ?
And sweet nothings, playing hide and seek in a materialistic blind world.
Loved this.
A delight for the soul
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