Rain
If wasting water were a sin,
Then why is earth God's rain dustbin?
This beast i ride eats earth's deep gold,
Rains bloody suicide i behold.
Like fallen angels; they are one,
Repeating as though it's such fun.
From such gruesome deaths come such art;
A seven coloured ribbon, and,
Clouds that are drawn by Gods right hand.


Make up
Red!
Blue!
Black!
Purple!

All different shades and different hues,
Unclear to what glare this craft imbues.
Facial war paints of this century,
The self conscious, fear, these bury.


Distant memories of the past,
Didn't know, this long, they could last.


Behold.... ME! The durian head king!
Now all i need is my royal bling.


Wed no man who's prettier than you.
Who would give his life for his shoe.