On life and its vagaries


with 2 comments

I admit it

I took your words

Stole your images

And made you change your stances


You are worried


Without Thought


I know

It’s not a passing fancy

It’s real

You are done in


Things have always been like this

You can only bear them

And not struggle


See, the difference between

You and me is just this

I take and you give


It’s like the fly and the fire

The fly is burned

And the fire comes alive


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  1. good one 🙂


    November 13, 2009 at 4:46 pm

  2. Thanks 🙂


    November 17, 2009 at 6:39 pm

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