Trysts with fate aint in comparison
Palaces of dreams play the cacophony
The Rain God still aint too pleased with man
Silent laughter still blasts the spirit
Gentle whispers caress the human heart
Swiftly but slightly speakin amusements
Heal the world was an anthem for a while
Man in the Mirror took a last bow
You are not alone crooned one too many
The dream shall live & so shall we
Immortality is the perception of gods
A human who lives in the heart aint blessed.??
Ajay Padattil
08/06/2009
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