Friday 8 June 2012

The Soul of Dawn



Mahendra
/ma /hə n - dra : (Noun) : is a Junk mammal made up of cannibals breakfast items & a brain wrapped with a stone like skull within thoughts which makes no sense at all ...





The Dawn was dull, my hopes were strong,
- I believed the mirror , I was wrong 
I washed my dirty face, again it was me....
Different faces spoke different words ,
ha ha , their eyes said the perception of that never mind me .





For all I have,
I had to have it.
For all I gave,
I had to give it.
For all this was not my fate.
It was my choice, I did choose it.

I have now realized that no one is wise.
All we write & all that we do & all that we say,
is all because of the current situations ...


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