Thursday, November 15, 2012


This morning tiredly woke up
to a deaf devastated day
fiery pots cracked up
scrapes splintered everywhere

Burnt air whooshing in lane
Heavily breathing down
Farther greenery leaning wane
Melancholy bowing crown

Mankind lost in laughter
Busy in cuddling itself
Cries are left unheard
Scruples blindfolded

Is it the truth of celebration
Devoting wealth and shine
Or just a simple exaggeration
Entertaining our weak mind....Give it a thought...