An Angel Of Flesh And Blood
Author: Anjali Thapa
Got to shuffle many times, as always, before your man's on the card,
Hotly cool, vulnerably tough, riding upon a sleek Harley.
Got to date many Volkswagens before you meet your Porsche,
Classy, keys lurking at the side, waiting just for you.
This has been 'da rule'(the rule that never worked for you, amazingly)!
But, what if you doze off, pretty girl, before the climax begins?
What if you rush out before the Second Act and the chorus sings?
Milestones abound you're losing count of and a destination to reach,
Status quo, offbeat, confused, happy- go- lucky, sad - milestones that you cross.
You've always been a rolling stone, though, that gathers no moss,
Nothing to cling to but two streams of flowing mascara, memories that yell for aspirin.
What if your car skids in the wilderness, nobody even cares, and you never home in?
What if you end up crammed between bruising straps, of the dark and lonely asylum?
And what if you, in desperation, furnish yourself with an overdose, Angel?
What if you feel like oversleeping and decide never to wake up again?
What if you decide to fade away from here, forever, those dreams still in your heart and a smile upon your lips?
------- Author's Notes -------
For some people all this seems like going on and on till the end...
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