Thursday, May 24, 2012

Three tales


Look through my eyes,
There is much more beneath this smile,
A burning desire, an honest soul,
Misinterpreted in the world of egoistic galore.

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As the blind man tasted his tear,
He tried to overcome an unknown fear,
It was salty,
He wondered in vain
Will it be always a part of my life?
Thinking about it all over again
He tasted another tear.

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While writing a parody on life,
A sudden melancholy swept down my spine,
Why always dull and gloomy?
It swings like a pendulum in vast sky.

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