Sunday, 9 March 2008

Speech Fragments

Date: 08.03.2008
Time: 10:55 p.m.

Talk about a new horizon
Beckoning smoothly flowing breakers
When a wave rides into the sunset
Carrying with it the wasted breaths
Of a wanderer waiting by the shore.
Talk about a windy sultry afternoon
Calling out to broken spirits
Drowned in bottles of bitter wine,
The unchecked thoughts held back
By sighs and rabid fevers.
Talk about an old raft
Left to rot by the riverside
Fallen leaves that lost the love of summertime
Drying blood let out in mute frustration
Speaking through the past tense.

Talk about craved affection
Denied by the heavens
When it forbids the fall of rain
As the dusty landscape waits thirstily
Growing desperate with each heat wave.
Talk about rhyming words
Deceiving into sophistication,
Disguised as meaning deep
Dwelling within semantics of reason
While cluttering the sense of ease.
Talk about the lights put out
When the voices are silenced by restraint
And the cold reception to quirky ways
Freak-like in their oddity
Yet truthful to the core.

End: 11:15 p.m.

5 comments:

Different Pen said...

Yey for quirky ways! Your writing is quirky, not sure I understand it but it awakens something in me... and, yes, it is truthful to the core!

Aruni RC said...

Talk about rhyming words
Deceiving into sophistication

True, true...

weevil girl said...

what is this?

Anonymous said...

lovely words...you have crafted it beautifully!

Saturnalia's Offspring said...

I just realized I didn't comment on this one.
Weird, but somehow not pretentious.
Ergo, I like it.