Thursday, July 14, 2011

Knowing-

Playing roles has become quite a breeze.
Bitter and happy, gloomy and forlorn,
It is all about the front that matters.

You should just pry open those fingers.

The immeasurable skies pass by with ease.
Cloudy and clear, orange and blue,
Atleast it hasn't started raining yet.

You should just let the sand pour down.

Things have a way of turning out differently.
Great and mediocre, high and rock bottom,
There's no sinking lower after the lowest.

You should just speak your mind now.
But your mind knows not.

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