Nectarous Evenings
A Nectarous evening
Satan worshipers were our hearts.
Accompanied by:
Roasted meat called dream..
Smoke filled whirlpool,
Deafening music!
And in rhythm-
We, the thirsty vampires.
Our destiny-
A spread cerulean body,
Brackish vein’s drinks,
Hungry denture in roasted heart.
A Poem for Jim
the man who symbolizes the affinity for booze, poetry and ecstasy of a young mind. Like that in its take off, Jatra discuseses the hidden Jim inside all youth.
Watch the video @ :
http://ishare.rediff.com/video/entertainment/jim-morrison-jatra/779780
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