Tuesday, 12 March 2013

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Things which you hear
Are not audible to me.
And the ones which I hear
Are imaginary to you.

That voice of yours
Is a noise to me.
And mine
Is always a yap for you.

I'm wrathful to the ones
who love me still!
why??
And how??

Why do they love me?
And I feel envy
How can they pretend so well?
Yes!
'Life's a drama' as one said.
'Life's a drama' as others act!

-Jo (Play)

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3 comments:

  1. deeps15 March 2013 at 05:44

    not very playful, isnt it?

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  2. Philip Verghese 'Ariel'12 May 2013 at 09:33

    Hi Jo,
    Good to be here.
    Very interesting
    Keep writing
    keep inform
    This template is not good pl. change,
    also provide followers button
    Best Regards
    PS: pl. remove the word verification
    it really irritate your readers who wants to comment Thanks.

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