Through the lovely road
With lazy steps, I’m on that twinkling road
Endless view…
And I’m without a view
On that crowded street
Like a dog from the street
With my lazy steps
I went down through the steps
Like a light of moon
She appeared soon
With the sound of rills
She came in through the grills
“THE BEAUTIFUL GIRL I HAD EVER MET….”
My eyes went down to the ground
A pitiful scene on the ground
Beautiful girl, is a disabled girl
Cruelty of the god
Don’t blame the god
B’coz...
TODAY’S LIFE IS TOMORROW’S JOKE…!!!”
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nikhil PS (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Very interesting. I like your end-rhyming. I do not quite understand it all though...it is wonderful, but you are hopeless...she gives you hope but she is horribly marred and suffering....it is all a joke? Is it what it appears on the surface or alluding to something much deeper? Beauty is twisted by cruelty so that its promise is no promise and mocks the seeker......?
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