The sole who makes a smidgen of tear his cohort ,
for the plenary life,
I assert, he only adulates himself.
The one who enshrines a petite smile,
and snivels for the choate life,
I affirm, he only obliterates the mirage.
The solitary who amours a dimmet,
and awakes for the unabridged night,
I allege, he ardors only zing in his life expectancy.
for the plenary life,
I assert, he only adulates himself.
The one who enshrines a petite smile,
and snivels for the choate life,
I affirm, he only obliterates the mirage.
The solitary who amours a dimmet,
and awakes for the unabridged night,
I allege, he ardors only zing in his life expectancy.
Thoughtful :)
ReplyDeleteS'Prise u r stepping on jst d right stones.... ;);)
ReplyDeleteTo say its intense n d flow jst figures out d richness in short writings of Urs.. :):)<3
wowwww...such an intense n insightful piece of poetry..gud goin sweetieee :)))))
ReplyDeleteHey! Thou Art Really Intense
ReplyDelete