Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Aberration


Juggling crystal balls of every norm
Life, flare, dark, death, stroke, storm
Demanding fare conclusion of each term
Growth, color, money, ray, beam

Voices penetrate… but never heard
Hands touch… but never felt
Tears drop… but never gathered
Houses made but… never dwelt

Hold on, probably I am being late
I have to rush, before that closing date
I will whisper your name…inscribe the shortest ever notion
Extend my script, submit our final dissertation
You must believe me, this time..no aberration.

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