What we see; an ocean and the horizon,
A speck, a dot,
A night; a glorious night,
A bark in the dark;
A dog lies on its back,
Thinks the world is twisted,
No seagulls in sight;
May be the land is too far away,
High on spirits, faltering steps;
Indeed the word is turning, isn’t it?
A girl selling her wares,
Trying; enticing this world,
Her psychedelic shawls fail to impress,
Today she sleeps hungry,
Tomorrow; a new day in an old world,
The same fear, the same loathing,
“OM” inscribed on the butt of a bikini clad woman,
A new life; watch it unfurl
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Somewhere Life Is A Figment of Imagination
2 comments:
You are giving up rhyme schemes now :D? Free verse it is.
@Crouching Tigress
I just heard that I got through my nursery school...barely scraped through..phew! ;)
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