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Sunday, May 15, 2011

chickenpox....

Calling up the special days....
Those olden school days....
I remember that golden days....
Dressed up fancy for my competition....
Flashing back some portraits....
Those piggy faces in the crowd...


I regret now for being second....
I would have been the first....
This is when i realise...
That reality is much realistic....
The nature the better greenroom...
Almighty the master makeupman...

Days dont have genres now...
Since the world having only 4 walls...
Nights are all hell on fire...
Demons out itching there...
I have got pox out...
Hence i cant find my folks out...

Tables filled with tablets...
Myself described as prescribed...
Its hard being a clockhand...
Still i have to be one...
Swiping the seconds of lonliness...
Wiping those little tears in my eyes...(contnd)







2 comments:

Jayasree. P. R. said...

Ey very happy to see you back here. Thanks to chicken pox and u. Nice work.

jazzjuzz4u said...

tanx alot...