Thursday, March 28, 2013

Dead Moon Boat

I get fascinating dreams. I got one wherein I was at this supposedly religious place I'd never been to before with my mom and sister and had to leave for the visit at 3 am. We go to a pier and there's a huge group there, maybe 30 people and a huge lake. The moon is at the same place the sun set sun normally is at and so you can see moonlight so bright and it's so big and deathly silent and beautiful and then a long possibly Chinese red boat slowly and noiselessly pulls in on the side and the seats are in such a way that 2 people can sit in a row and there are probably 16 rows and each of the 8 face the opposite side and no one is even talking. My sister goes in and I slide in next to her and my mom just looks at us as if to say okay I will come next time and every time a person enters the boat, they are doing so one at a time, the boat tips toward the edges and it feels like it could topple over but it never does. When fully occupied, I don't even notice or look at anybody, possibly because of it being so late or because it's maybe supposed to be a quiet, no contact thing. And then I just woke up from it because being sat in that boat was too freaky; it felt like the most godless place ever and the lake seemed dead, like there was nothing in it, just water and sand, no vegetation or anything, and yet so black and deep. Ironically this place was supposed to have religious significance so no one was scared, all of them, including me, sat in total silence in the freaking self-moving-came-from-nowhere-boat.

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Mr. Shrewd (Co-written with Bhavika)

Are you nude?
Stop being so lewd!
So that the boys stop being queued
Waiting for a glance of you in the nude
The boys them will start a full blown feud
They keep looking for you, their eyes all skewed
But what can you do, you can't let anyone intrude
And when your skirt flewed
Their eyes, they remained glued
Their mouths, they mewed
They were dying to be sexually screwed, to be physically glued
And make your precious time valued
But they daren't make a move for they'd be sued
Although, one guy did dare, his name Mr. Shrewd
He entered your tent where his loving plans were immediately misconstrued
As the guard, he did not blink, but quickly slewed
But his dick, it promisingly did protrude
And the girl with the skirt that flewed
Sat on poor dead Mr. Shrewd
And so she one sidedly screwed
And that seemed so crude
His limbs lay beside him, limply strewn
When she came gloriously with heaving breaths a few
She got up feeling false fortitude
And then she sat in solitude
Being at a tangent of a different altitude
And so the story ends my dear friends don't feel blue feel proud and true
For reading this all the way through

Friday, March 08, 2013

You youu youuuu!

Attention stinky hoes and my lovely bros
For I have some rather delightful news
I think I've struck shiny sparkly gold
In the form of someone new that thoroughly does amuse
With Weasley hair and eyes I can't compare
I may have just found my 'you' so bitches beware!
I've fallen from grace
Dived fearlessly into this unfamiliar place
Still feeling grounded, I haven't left home base
And yet I am high on feelings definitely not misplaced
My words sound so cliched
But what can I say
This is what happens when you have someone on your mind for rent free stay!
You and I we're not a couple
We're two singles, so that makes us double!
Double the smiles in my day
And you I have to thank for it, so please just stay.
And so I end this post for you
With some giggling in my head
'cause it could have been a better post
But screw it, be cheesy is what my brain said!