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Tuesday, 4 August 2009


At Life I wouldn't portray a Sacrifice
D world wouldn't pray one damn bit can dey

Least souls playing d surface of nutrition
Narrowness shouldn't ever sing d plan of infinity

Hard 2 decipher this quartet may think most truly
Laden with glitterati sounds lame enough

Writin epithets were a thing of the past
Blaring cannisters blind the truth and so

Trespassers luv the adrenaline that laughters gotta offer
Celebrations and joys still last 2 forgive

Land this one on me and surrogate
Sense was a thing of the past but audacity holds the key.!

Ajay Padattil

1 comment:

  1. Although the essence of it was not entirely understood, I loved your lines...the selection of words, the rhythm and everything about it :) U have the gift, dude! Keep writing!