Thursday, 22 January 2015

Alternation

Planning about summer, life and afterlife
a soul, burning into itself, roams around 
to see a mere dash of happiness and joy
forgetting each moment enjoyed.

One watches moon and adores its beauty
discarding totally its dark patches
thinks only about his  broken life 
that can demolish just by a touch.

Vacant space it feels into itself 
regrets all other things happened
sidelining great good deeds
emphasizes only the worse very worse. 




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