Wednesday, November 27, 2013





In the belittled
Swollen bunch of color,
Grooves lie many
With pungent straying odor.
In one, I lie,
Lies my world
That small you will say,
In the bigger of yours
Do happy you stay?
At peace is life here
Free from sickness' grey,
Expectations we don't keep
And work for the fragrance spray.
Devoid of emotions is inside,
But pain inlays.
Me too, a creation of God...
You call it a beauty
Or a sophistication you say.




1 comments :

Beautifully captured :D (y)..... and beautiful lines too....

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