Wednesday, November 10, 2010

A stolen day, A muted me,
Numbed by pain,
A feeling of loss,
I don’t know what.
Jarring Music to shut off the world around,
A matching stride to fool myself.
Too many things to do,
So many sights to see,
Life is a joy,
Then why does it feel like a staged performance?

5 comments:

  1. Beautifully written:)

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  2. Packed with feelings...full of vigour!!
    Well expressed!

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  3. wonderfully expressed. We all feel like this at times, but u put it nicely!

    RESTLESS

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  4. UB, Viyoma, Restless Mind... and Vyankatesh,

    Welcome to my blog.

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