'Its now or later
How does it matter'.
Oh what a good line!
'O balls!'
Hey!!! That’s actually a good line.
'Its now or later
How does it matter
Air or water'...
If not a poet
You are a philosopher for sure'
'O yeah!! Saint.'
And I am the devil.
'Its good v/s evil.'
And you are the good and I am the bad?
'I wanna know if you are happy or sad'
Come on my man! You are not that bad.
Infact you are the best.
'This is what makes me mad.'
Oh! I love the mad you
Its so fucking normal
N I love normal abnormally.
'And those eyes that make me fall in love crazily.
And you fucking made me do that
It was insane – your effort.'
Aah!! It was no effort.
The wine is on brim
Ready to spill
The silver touch
That soft clutch.
'And I love the smell of her hair'
And I hear those
distant bells
The touch and song
The blast and thong
This is the first time
Spending a time writing
Aah!! On sand these writings flow
Yet words they always go
Through centuries of time
Past n next lines
KISS & KASH
The music goes
Kiss and kash
Highs n loves
Through curves of jelly
Kissing brim of horizon
Drowning in dark visions
Of games of feather
Kissing teather.
'The kiss gets colder
On the shoulder.'
The thrill gets warm
Right on neck
Siren with sticks
Alarm with a head
Meditative warnings
Morning yawnings
The soft keyboard
Below the neck
Flowing with the flow
Soft and low
Misti in nature
Dream like nature
On a swing on sea
Sits she with he
He pampers her hair
drenched lips everywhere.
Written by - Mystical Wanderer & Mystery Man
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