Thread: fusion

tripled and dusted
twiligts to clusters
a marrauder slips
into the night
unoticed afar
eclipsed in the dark
unharmed but alas
his motives are blast.


a window 's ajar
a filter of light
warms up a path
bedazzled in sound
from walkers of life
a faceull of grins
grimace and thinks
their voice is the thing
but soars with a hint
that signal is dim.

a segment is slipped
a prism is clipped
ship shaped and gripped
corner to corner
side to side
then perfectly sculpts
a symbol of golds
in a mundane ration.

the dice is a thrown
the number is six
the round 's up the trip
and a hat trick is lit
silence applauds.!!

fun is been tipped
and mischief is flipped
the take in the turn
has filled up thegame
and so all the odds
have risen to down
excitment is flushed
refusal is set
players intensed
figures of reds.

in comes the new
pulls up the chair
looks up the takes
reads up the lates
madera and malt
savour in crystal
the cubic design
a heavenly scent
of mellow and dew
sweeten the tastes
and grips every senses
then
fills up the air
from smokey to mist.

a new set of cards
ready to ride.
the fated reshuffle
the move of the ace
the once ever only,
selection is made
as sharp as the cut
that matches the cuff.

nemesis has risen
his midnight is visioned
and without ado
eagerly waves
in syriad emotions
his faithless devotees
to rythms of fadies