Thursday, February 17, 2011


There swings the lad
There speaks the dog
People make the love
Me, write the blog
Joy is captivated
Here in railway station
Dog keeps speaking here
Beyond the sublimation

In the shopping plaza
Flees the young smile
Five star multiplex
Stacked in routine file
Joy? dont harness it
In the private room
Sweating darkness falls
By this empty tune

He is in railways station
Often he escapes meal
Still the life is stage
There he settles the deal
He is the one you search
Here you get him true
Where the lad swings life
Speaks the dog in its blue

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