Decadent thoughts blight
the once beautiful
Life's rewards for
the faithful's watch.
Floating on dark, gloomy
waters of humanity
A constant struggle
against the inevitable sinking.
Pressures, now stilled
rechanneled to naively targets
This bloated carnival
awaits the recycling order.
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Glad you made it this far...would love to hear your take on the words scribbled. A comment every now and then keeps the blues away. :D
Since, crazy Mr. Blogspot won't let me reply to the comments here (is upset with the water ladies ever since they refused to verify visitors)...will do the next best thing, drop in to your blog to say my Vanakkam/Namaste/Salaam/Hello.