<xmp><body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/plusone.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID\x3d7309733\x26blogName\x3dIntellections+Of+A+Lesser+Mortal\x26publishMode\x3dPUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT\x26navbarType\x3dBLUE\x26layoutType\x3dCLASSIC\x26searchRoot\x3dhttp://holdensays.blogspot.com/search\x26blogLocale\x3den_US\x26v\x3d2\x26homepageUrl\x3dhttp://holdensays.blogspot.com/\x26vt\x3d-8013101097327761819', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script></xmp>

Saturday, June 19, 2004

UNTITLED

Spotted green lady in a sleazy bar,
She called me to the back room;
I marked bloody eyes in the mirror,
Her smile whishpered my doom...

Kissed her and held her tight,
I fell straight through the floor;
Looked up, white horses were all i saw
Went banging hell's big wooden door,

I looked rich in her eyes
True love, I finally found
Friends came crawling, calling me back
No, I'm not going to turn around
Not turning around...




If you are thinking who this is about, you din't get it...
|

4 Comments:

Blogger Krishnendu said...

good poem handa... G maarna band kar...

10:45 PM  
Blogger ΞÖZńyM© said...

Was a really neat piece of work , the poet expresses himself well from behind "The Holy Smoke". Soul flies, thoughts wandering high . Tucked in the dark and dingy confines of his mind these thoughts, well it seems to be a bit spontaneous. But good going Mr. Handa. Cheers and Shine On and yeah! you have full freedom to take the title " For the love of G" cos it suits your post a lot better than mine. Keep chipping in with these. And yeah do visit my blog to read "Jaded Ecstasy" , another one of a doppelganger's poem when he's caught between his emotions and need to express them somehow ofcourse during daily intake of his staple diet of bit deeper shades of "G"reen. Au revoir !

11:14 PM  
Blogger infinity said...

by any chance...is the female in question named Mary Jane??? and i don't understand why u were knocking on hell's door when u have found the stairway to heaven???
may the powerful white horses lead you to glorious heights...seems like you've found the G-SPOT!!!

11:18 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Absinthe?????

8:10 AM  

Post a Comment

<< Home