Hoi Polloi II

If your day turns gloomy, I wish for it to go away, for you are the sunshine of my heart.

If your day turns to black, I wish for you to let me stay, and let me be the star of your darkness.

Fantasma

Yeah, it’s been a while.

And heck, for the fun of world cup finals, I’ve been swirling around and asking questions, who do you support, yadda yadda.


Here is the ultimate tactical view.


Allez Allez Les Bleus!

Gnosis

Traversing through the labyrinth of gleam, entwine and elegising the pondering blast. Flickering, like a deity of yesteryear, bloodbath, myopic. In carousing the noble intention, swirling, zigzagging under the perfidious mighty mizzle.

Numb thoughts, bare vessels, Orion circus, and magical moments. Mirroring dimness of glory days, and parallel universe of treachery way.

Venus is on sanity mind. In the verve of saint, unfathomable under toast of faint. Flare, glare and scare. Emancipations of cloudy pillaging heart, its closer to an end.

Of the entire cosmos, elation is addiction.

The question is, when is when?

Hoi Polloi

A poignant of moment, blithely in time. In a stride, under glistening human made sunshine, quieten, perfidious, it is not. The same soul divine, embarking on essence wrenching blaze. I look in your dazzling gaze, had been a while, since I last saw your face.

We are the connoisseurs of splendour, portentous at what we may not. Sliding through the limelight of yesteryear. Nook and cranny, like twinkling stars.

They say reveries are the colour of dancing nightingales. Like a paltered rainbow radiating in the sky. Magnificence, glory and all superlatives.

We shall believe in fate.

And I, will love you forever.

Every You Every Me

Since last monday, i've been searching high and low for friends who love Placebo to their heart and have them on their wish list. I have a pair of this event's tickets to be given away. And i can't make it due to crazy work commitments.


Like DUH.


I know, i am a crazy.


FOC and i dont ask anything in return. Zilt, nada, ilek. Just a pure rock experience for you(and your partner) to enjoy.


To the lucky bugger i mean my friends who will be enjoying pure madness of fashionistas and rockstars on the land of Temasek. I have this to say;


Have fun.

Bijou

Cool kids never have the time.

It’s the occasion of the year again. Happy Birthday Billy Corgan.

Oh yeah, happy birthday to me too.

Confetti et al.

Sui Generis

Passageway of saint, dampen core, sans livid twist. Entrance of arctic rain, popping mirror, down in pain. It would never be the same, immovable gallantry for fantasy reverie. A chimera for you, not for me.

Whirling dust, contiguous thriller. Trapping speckles of ominous yesteryear. How long would a desire takes me? Thirst for euphoric moments. Glowing cosmos, raining rainbows, merrily heavenly, et all. Trolling a figment of perfidious palsy walsy. Toast of harrumph. Entwined with dazzling mystifying mystical, of God given.

Belligerent is the nucleus in me. I will go in this way, and i will find own my way out. Skirmishing to the last saint.

Archangel, this is not a pompous dream.

Please.