Friday, June 14, 2013

Surfing the suffer

Unrest in the rich creamy silence
Carrying a composed frame when
Composition is dynamic to determine.

Hat tricks of hatred keep hatching
Efforts of survival are just torched to see each hatch
Where is the definition for self?

May be I live in a bubble that
That a touch can break.
May be to the delight of the commons.

A wish to live in a tough shell.
Away from everything crazy.
Close to delicate daisies ……..

Shall continue the game of living!
Adaptability tested at every turn.
Burning the real me…. Shall continue.

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