Monday, July 20, 2009

Our FATE?


Take my hand
Let’s take a walk down memories
Let me show you burnt hearts
Rough roads leading to dreams
Darkened hamlets, lights? Never!
Strong rooms made weak in weeks
Watch! Step not on this blood,
It’s of years of shaved beards
Last touched was in centuries

Climb unto my back
This spillage stinks
Let me have you shown furnaces once home
Debris once humans
Hips once play ground
Ditch once a stream
Lovelorn, once loved

Do not shed tears
I’ll cheer you up
I’ll bribe you through joy
Bake you a nation’s notion poison –
- Freedom of your souls.
We are bound by our faiths
We leap to walking
Hips and thighs suffers pains

Wipe your tears
With my scarf
And laugh again
It’s never real but try
It may just be our fates.

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