carthasis of a lonely pubber in st george's terrace
Bar one
Delusions of grandeur & worldly concerns
Relish the pleasure in this game of attrition.
Pushing the threshold of the invisible moat
Threading the boundaries of the xenophobe – that of the one within
Realisation three months late, a voice refusing to integrate
Bourbon Aroma & Cigarette Stench
Cameos in an imagined parody
Swinging to the beat of this tuneless rhapsody
Reality begets what the heart rejects
A future beacons, but a dream unswayed
Realism overwrote what a surreal mind objects
Beholden aspirations & ostensible regrets – from another life
A self ordained alternation between eventualities
Can it sustain or would we forget?
15th October 2004
Bar One
Music: eclectic, drum and bass
Modus operandi: Bourbon coke
Time: 2143
Tab no: 134
A Drunkard’s Limerick
On a binge of champagne, I came in a sham pain supernova
To a realm of broken minds & drunkards’ limerick
Of pseudo intellectual Munchausen Syndrome it reeks
If there was an auction of dreams how would it sell?
Minnows or millions?
Only time could tell
(WUDC! I will conquer you!)
15th October 2004
Bar One
Modus Operandi: Apple One ( champagne + green apple liquer & sugar cube)
Time: 2219
boredom is driving me to do really lame stuff
Delusions of grandeur & worldly concerns
Relish the pleasure in this game of attrition.
Pushing the threshold of the invisible moat
Threading the boundaries of the xenophobe – that of the one within
Realisation three months late, a voice refusing to integrate
Bourbon Aroma & Cigarette Stench
Cameos in an imagined parody
Swinging to the beat of this tuneless rhapsody
Reality begets what the heart rejects
A future beacons, but a dream unswayed
Realism overwrote what a surreal mind objects
Beholden aspirations & ostensible regrets – from another life
A self ordained alternation between eventualities
Can it sustain or would we forget?
15th October 2004
Bar One
Music: eclectic, drum and bass
Modus operandi: Bourbon coke
Time: 2143
Tab no: 134
A Drunkard’s Limerick
On a binge of champagne, I came in a sham pain supernova
To a realm of broken minds & drunkards’ limerick
Of pseudo intellectual Munchausen Syndrome it reeks
If there was an auction of dreams how would it sell?
Minnows or millions?
Only time could tell
(WUDC! I will conquer you!)
15th October 2004
Bar One
Modus Operandi: Apple One ( champagne + green apple liquer & sugar cube)
Time: 2219
boredom is driving me to do really lame stuff
5 Comments:
I used to write poetry while drinking by myself at the bar too!
Do you ever use simple words? Ha, ha. Okok, shan't being annoying. Anyway, you sound really depressed. I m exaggerating but ...hope everything's fine. =)
Btw its me,
da vice P. Haha.
Please do not complain that I dun have very constructive comments.
My brains are fried and still frying.
LMD: really! why not publish urs on ur blog too?
Celeste: well not that depressed, but just sorta lamenting on the how things turned out the way they are
I got publish what. I think you can find them in my archives. April or May or maybe both. I have a few more but didn't put them up cuz I don't think they are as good. Heh. Self praise.
Post a Comment
<< Home