Thursday, March 29, 2007

Yet another tryst Yet another split

It’s all a passing clouds

Lagged up by gregarious
All turn up to be glamorous
Wistfully turning a tryst
Enjoying the brief splice
All their philander go in slander

Should I blame the age?
Should I blame the loneliness?
Should I blame the need?
Should I blame the ego?

Sweeter the voice, sweeter the tone
Hours together over the phone
Though its unknown phase and unknown face
But in short time they embrace

Ex-post it was lovely
Ex-ante it isn't lively
Between Ex-post and Ex-ante
Nothing tapped my mente

Yet another tryst
Yet another split
Neither have they bothered
Nor they remember
For them it’s all in a passing clouds

No comments:

Post a Comment