Tuesday, April 07, 2009

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Just a little stanza that cries to you:
Eat me and then die
Or take a sweet siesta
You'll remember me
Somewhere between
A sour laugh and
…………………bitter silence.

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12 comments:

Sherry said...

loved this!

Jason Gusmann said...

this. is. good.

Harmonie22 said...

Like I told Shers, I have a sneaking suspicion about you too, DV, about what you are, and you just, yanni just cannot, go through your life without being introduced to Abida Parveen:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IH8BgubvXWM

cheers

Devil Finch said...

Sherry,

Bel 3afya ;)

Devil Finch said...

Jason,

Glad you enjoy it. Next time you'll have a bigger portion :P

Devil Finch said...

Harmonie22,

hmmm..What possibly could I be?
T'was a pleasure meeting Abida Parveen. Thanx for introducing me :-)

Harmonie22 said...

why, you are......a truth! ;)

Devil Finch said...

Harmonies22 --

It was the "little stanza that cries to you: eat me..."

Not me, Harmonie22, not me ;)

utopianfragments said...

tasty

poeticgrin.com said...

It *does* cry to me
but instead of bitter silence
it leaves me begging for more....

Very good. :)

Devil Finch said...

utopianfragments --

Glad you enjoy it. Come again for a bigger portion.

Devil Finch said...

poeticgrin --

Thanks for taking the time to read and comment. Now you know where to find the Devil Finch :)