Magenta Bun!

A tangible fable speaks to peaks of days bygone,

Gone with the wind are speeches you made to walls,

All tongues united in tied wet revelry of lyrical calculus,

Lustrous stylus drew raw awe inspiring rings under Saturn,

Turn of phrases raises voice time to time pickles lemons Mondays,

Paradise plays dices lays bare before ayes ares isis,

When I was not I asked bliss to wait at my doorstep,

Just besides the threshold,

When I came he had gone to sleep.

I leapt with apt surprise,

Rise again gainsay sommelier,

Look at the setting Sun,

Magenta bun,

Fun frolic untold old tales,

Gingers ales.


6 thoughts on “Magenta Bun!

  1. “Who do you need, who do you love, when you come undone”
    “Words playing like a deja vu”
    Love those lines from the song anand… and your writing piece ❀ maybe we can wake up bliss again? πŸ˜€

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