Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Syndrome
























Life is a road devoid of course,
A definitive ending when it breaks;
Melancholy crawls like a snake,
Carousing are rabbits in the jump,
Exciting but comes in hiatus!

A hero at times cries in silence,
Coz the underdogs won the battle;
Carousing are rabbits in the jump,
There are lots more to settle,
Strains always crawl along the path!

Who engrave chronicles in heaven?
Why not the tales of the rabbits;
What rouses those conclusions?
I see loathsomeness all around;
The sieve is time bound,
Today life is seething with vigor!  


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