The Party of Night
The saloon was filled with phantoms all unknown
With smile and laugh, making the future of the country wage and lust
And all I could do was think of her fair smile and fair love
To do not lost among them.
The grass was wet and the entire city was dreaming under shadow of a night
We stop for a while, all fog and all unmistakable giant gathering to sing
Sing something about future, and lust.
All I remember was shaking in the cold red night.
And I was afraid, all my body was cold, deadly cold and I thought:
Am I lost? I thought of all my sin and the giant laugh at me,
They said how funny you are.
Inside I know that it was not a dream.
It was all I remember: smiles: you, yes you
And all the other things was fake
Imagination of some dark things upon an earth to full it with silence
And night and snows which were not white but all red, red with taste of blood.
I was back; I was sitting, and while all the dark images burn inside me
I open the book to read and there was sit a poet, old and clam
Singing some ballad to a love of lost days
And all I felt was a tear in my heart.
Soodaroo
2006-11-10
12:00 PM
