Monday, June 14, 2010



sometimes bombs
fall quietly. . .

no banners
no signs
no warnings
no hints

it creeps up
on you
and holds
you hostage

no sense
in resisting
you are hooked
from the get go

it will warm
you from
the inside out
like taking
a sip of
aged brandy
it gives
you a sudden kick
and leaves you
wanting more. . .

more buzz,
more light headedness
it's kinda addicting,
the need,
the giving,
the taking

the best way to fall in love
is when you least expect it. . .

soundless, yet it blows you away,
just the same. . .

4 comments:

she said...

I love it, bakla! :D

António said...

I like your poem... I am speechless =X

nichiren said...

thank you antonio
glad you liked the poem =)

I want to take you away from everything that makes you crazy.. said...

winner papa. I love it. :)