Three of a kind

Minted memories,

Kaleidoscope dreams,

Smiles from d mirage....

Slipping through my fingers all d time,

Vegabond fumes of d long deserted past!!!

The panoramic sight of 'belinda'through the massifs of disgruntled thoughts,

I can still d taste cold rubies in my haert...

 

Short is d tunnel into d mine of love,

The chase for diamonds often end in coal...

And d barking n tail wagging fire keeps licking u,

Till u decide to curr d god damned creature wit ur otherwise cushioned mind...

 

The record player singing john denver n u,

Keep making love wit tonic and gin...

But den how long could u possibly survive in d coffin?

Deadmen often long to set their spirits free afterall...

So we moved out n took a walk thruogh d wonderlane of life,

And dere awaits 'Eustacia Vye' wit d cascet of love, or lust is it!!!

As 'Hardy' once said she makes us realise"if life is lie, love is lost"

But den wasn't d match called off since from the very begining...

 

The virgin wishing fairy appeared as my saviour,

Held my hand n took me to d skies of dreamland...

The otherwise closed eyes turned to see d rainbow of d passion clouds!!!

Soaring high above when time decices to go for a break...

But den d journey bak to d mortals seems quite a rocky road,

And i doubt if i have d diamond charriot to take me dere..

As for my fairy, u can never be sure coz she is blessed wit life n u r not...

With the sands of time moving swift and fast like d ocean tides...

Just holding on to dear life till its fully rust...

The game ia at foot again, d cards r dealt,

Sometimes d gamble is worth it, just not yet sure if dis is d one...Or mayb it just is!!!