random thoughts out of the blues

(note: random poem, just out of the blues!!) Oh! My eyes!! So many beautiful faces and beauties! Oh! The beast in me! The beast that I try to kill! No!! Nay!! It don’t die!! Do hurt the beast! Injured but not dead – the beast alive! Limping and dragging – The beast that becomes the poacher! With every catch desiring and wanting for me! Becoming more’n’more beautiful! Enchanted by reflection the absorbed and taken in! Beautiful faces and beauties! Beauties that blind the eyes! The mind that craves for a little touch and feel! Eyes that watch and observe!! To see more!! To see more!! The soul that revolts and from body breaks free! The beast roars! The beast becomes more animal!! Oh! So many beautiful faces and beauties!! To touch you! To be the beast with a beauty! Raghu Iyer