“So tell me, how
would you know? ”
that seem to have got
your notice.
you
trying hard to avoid
my peer
you opt to wipe off
earth's powdery bliss.
off
your Blue suede shoes
( With the
Bell bottomed hem, jacket sequined
I tell you
the part, you look , still )
“it is pretty simple , you see”
you let the last sound just hang
in the night’s humid
and close your eyes .
On the stage
the long haired lad
has ended
His garage punk rock version
of the old serenade
I let you be .
To play the applause in your mind
even take a bow, if you fancy
and take back your Sunday,
You sigh
Smoothening the wise lines
And let out wisdom in a tone subdued
“ when the graying sideburns
Are less than perfect
then you'd know
the rock star in you is dead”
JP
ReplyDeleteVery nicely written. Why do you not post any photos lately. I visit your blog very often. Very unique.
LF
Yes guilty..being bit dragged towards Flickr (pls do check out my Flickr account). But will try not to repeat
ReplyDeleteYou have a very good eye for photography. Proved it with the "The Pulse" (post) for a while I was looking for a black guy in white underwear. Only one like you would spot it. Its a gift. I do visit your flickr account as well and enjoy your postings.
ReplyDeleteIt makes a difference when you see the picture and your writings.
Keep it up
LF