He is our "Dylan"A Poem by fattycbreezy52A tribute to Dylan.love this guy
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And that quintessential arching of the frangible skull With enormous,exuberant eyes reduced to an archetypal nanoscopic sharpness and a splendid guitar in hand , Describes the most admirable figure ,Bob Dylan There he goes romping around With his perfectly disheveled mahogany locks having a sheen of crushed velvet Falling into his dark moon eyes The way this hair would fall while energetically playing that guitar Was the reason for which a large number of half-witted girls committed suicide. He sings spontaneously He has rehearsed before But not wasting-my-energy-in-another-practise-session-kind of guy. He believes in making an unpremeditated art! There he goes, Trying to keep the frost bite and winter chills From nipping at my nose and preventing an untimely cold The unique clickety-clack of his 1960 boots Still haunts the words in my songs and melody He is still treading the path in that mystical village And behind him can be heard a great hue-and cry "You rock Dylan"
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3 Reviews Added on April 26, 2015 Last Updated on April 26, 2015 Authorfattycbreezy52AboutMusic,dancing,singing,acting,dubbing,writing and playing with voices are my areas of specialization/existence. Being a Literature student,my love for Keats,Coleridge and Blake led me all the way to t.. more..Writing
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