Monday, January 19, 2009



yet again one is a nobody
living just to live
eating just to survive
moving on to a no mans custody

breathing heavily
tired of walking
there is a road leading to somewhere
not anywhere that one knows

the newness of things
the unfamiliar yet known atmosphere
the kind sympathetic unwanted response
n the irritating sweetness

theres a lot to learn
on this way one has to tread
being silent n calm
even when the waters roar to submerge everything existing..

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