Sunday, May 2, 2010
A faint whisper, nudging me to the edge
A sweet poison, the forbidden fruit
Temptation getting the better of prudence
A sinister aura, with a mirage of desires
Lucifer beckons, with a scepter and a gun.
Carried away ..... the weak, happily oblige
Intuition bellows a symphony of warning
A bitter sweet sensation rendering you confused
You reach out ,but just cant reach
blinded by angels ,you fumble around
A puppet in their hands, they move the strings.. Accordingly you sway.
Innocent unadulterated, played through the politics you fail
But try you must, for that's the part you play
Freedom you seek and for it, you pray
Ignorant and foolish, try as hard as you may
till the end of your days.. That's where you stay.
play your move, lest you are moved by the play