Austere clouds of smoke around me,
Echoes of discordant past surround me,
I see,
I let everyone feel the resultant ennui ;
They blame my erratic writes,
For abusing their lives..
When the smoke penetrates,
& touches the cells of my brain,
Poisonous smell,
& the expression dwells,
After some time,
Peace prevails..
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
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1 comments:
yeh to main ekdu perfectly samajh gaya boss lekin idhar main uska meaning nahi likhunga ;-)
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