Non-sense doodle with lots of metaphor and not enough rhyme…
The sun hasn’t risen yet in the East
When my spirit traversed into reveries
About ogres and beasts and pirates
Mannequins and nymphs and fairies
I curled up in bed
Felt the moon’s silver light on my nose
Then your message got to me
Like a tattle
Like a prate
Like a chatter
By an unknown ego i haven’t unfolded
A feeling i cannot fathom
Went up my spine
And soon you were with me
Curled with me in bed
Smelled the moon’s silver light with me
Soon you lulled me to sleep
And the ogres and beasts and pirates
Mannequins and nymphs and fairies
Got extinct like the dinasours in my head
Soon we soared
And fly, fly, fly
We were never seen again
We’ve gone to the wind
Soared with the wind
Became the wind
Soon no ogre and beasts and pirates
Mannequins and nymphs and fairies
Were ever able to split me from
you
3 responses so far ↓
Paurong // November 12, 2008 at 11:21 pm
Hindi ko naman mabasa e.
Vivo // January 9, 2009 at 11:04 pm
Another masterpiece!
You’re not only a great storyteller but also a great poet!
So nice.
xixichigo // January 10, 2009 at 1:09 pm
VIVO: jeeeez, thanks.:D
nakakakilig naman un.
“You’re not only a great storyteller but also a great poet!”
hahaha.