O, i wish i was a writer,
woven fine words and let all hell break loose.
Or a sensuous dancer,
pranced on the rhythmic applause.
Definitely a great musician,
harped upon the melodies of life.
But am just a ****** peddler of thoughts,
in some old forgotten mossed lane,
beating the drums
& creating cacophony of my dreamy tales.
Jul 2, 2010
Jul 2, 2010 at 1:06 AM UTC
O, i wish i was a writer,
woven fine words and let all hell break loose.
Or a sensuous dancer,
pranced on the rhythmic applause.
Definitely a great musician,
harped upon the melodies of life.
But am just a ****** peddler of thoughts,
in some old forgotten mossed lane,
beating the drums
& creating cacophony of my dreamy tales.
copyright 2010 by Grishma Rialch