The REPLYKA Series: BEFUDDLED

Sap:
Showcase Brothels
of rotten idols and their scandals
the swindles and so, the dwindles ..
some are just poodles and others, noodles
the erstwhile pharaoh fuddles..
our entire race chuckles
to break a dream..
one of morphine
searchlights enter skin..
begging succumbs to bleeding
Brilliance - crumble, fade, bereft..
and what is left ..
are whores in showcase brothels

Punky:

Befuddled

of cotton candies and cuddles...plastic and puddles....
and lonesome muddles...
someone doodles and dawdles...
while sorrow huddles...
a face curdles...
into a scream...
at the extreme...
lights get dim...
being becomes seem...
Silence...final,apathetic,deft...
and what is left...

someone who just ogles and gurgles...

Sebestyén Márta Szerelem, szerelem

This is a beautiful song,which I first heard in the opening credits of The English Patient..a haunting melody...when I listen to it,it takes me to faraway places...as if I'm flying over azure seas,exotic lands,green and gold countrysides...close ur eyes,and just let this lovely song engulf you...

The REPLYKA Series: TOSSED

TOSSED
Sap:
tossed in a cloud of ashes ..
tossed in the furl of bruises ..
tossed in the narc chimneys of my remain ..
tossed..

tossed and drowned again ..

LOST
Punky:
lost in a crowd of faces....
lost in the swirl of dresses....
lost in the dark alleys of my brain...
lost...


lost and found again...

The REPLYKA Series: HIGHWAY MAN

Punky:
Hey Highway Man...
What have you got there for me?
A yellow rose or a beer can...
Or are you just gonna let me be?
Oh Highway Man...
With your dusty peeling Chevy truck...
Seal this deal with a kiss,wont you?
Before you go into the sunset,into the dark...
I'm yours, Highway Man...
You smell of the road,the sky,the blue sea...
Take me as high as you can...
And i'll be...just me...so free...

Sap:
Hey Downtown Girl,
I've something for you here..
A guitar plectrum or a big black pearl
Its nothing for you to fear..
Oi, Downtown Girl,
With your voluptuous revealing Gypsy buttock..
Peal this meal with some zeal, won't you?
Before you fade away, leaving me moonstruck..
I'm yours, Downtown Girl,
You smell of home, love and joy..
Take me in, let our passion unfurl..
Let us be destroyed.