mazHur
11-27-2007, 08:27 AM
Deprivation
by mazHur
To be in a sweet meat shop
And having taste buds
deprived of the taste of sweet,
Is being like a fish in water
Who swims through its expanse
But never drinks a drop of it!
Dream
Last night I dreamt
You were beside me
Pulling my hair,
Beating me up with love,
Asking me to realize
What the carmine tinge of your hair
meant?
And I,
Ignoramus of the esoteric;
Forgotten what red hair meant;
Why women color their hair red?
Why you behaved that way?
What were you looking for?
What was I supposed to do?
Suddenly I woke up
And lost my dream;
I had missed my esoteric moment,
The night refused to turn red !
by mazHur
To be in a sweet meat shop
And having taste buds
deprived of the taste of sweet,
Is being like a fish in water
Who swims through its expanse
But never drinks a drop of it!
Dream
Last night I dreamt
You were beside me
Pulling my hair,
Beating me up with love,
Asking me to realize
What the carmine tinge of your hair
meant?
And I,
Ignoramus of the esoteric;
Forgotten what red hair meant;
Why women color their hair red?
Why you behaved that way?
What were you looking for?
What was I supposed to do?
Suddenly I woke up
And lost my dream;
I had missed my esoteric moment,
The night refused to turn red !