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Thoughts

Member since 2012 · Posted 16 Feb 2012 · 1 comment

Today it was another day just like those countless days which made me thick and thick caging with those petty thoughts. They came one after another just like those rippling sea-waves kissing those numerous sand-grains but disheartening many a kin. Whistling from those timeless breadths They made my mind - their dwelling place, Feeding on my hopes and longings And those vacuum-filled pregnant hours Yet, I wish, they did not come And would rather wait for that day, For I love their absence More than their presence.

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[0] Skamper 9-Jun-12/5:12 AM Reply
vaccum filled pregnat hours..*sigh*...