"Life is about turning dilemmas into curiosities, talents into passions and seconds into eternity"

Apr 11, 2006

On the right side of the river ,
Lies a broken stone , withered by the same layers that gave it home,
Blossoming sunshine and the same old backlit canopy ;
Resting on a faithless sanity , The stone would not complain,
Something stepped upon it , undignified , it lies there,
Still thinking about the broken past , it concludes that no-one cares...

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous8:05:00 PM

    Thats a lovely poem!!!
    A stone has its own importance....u highlighted it!!


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