Wednesday, December 15, 2010

apple thorns'

Lemme write a fable while I still can
In a land of mortals & in it’s incognito land,
There was a dream that stayed unfulfilled
The fall of hurt stayed thorned within..
I narrate so you would understand
The lessons were his to take onto a stance,
Felix culpa, it was a hurt that dwelled
stand amidst my ruined sands, I wailed.
In my need no pity onto me strayed,
Learnt a lesson minus a helping hand..
I shook the webs & dusts off my pants
It is a abysmal world, hate & love are aghast emotions frail,
I will live & so will you-
Wither the hurt & grow-run as I ran!

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