Monday, June 2, 2014

a pinch of salt

I cannot encrypt

thoughts behind the laughter

when you stringed a smile

your eyes, tense

I was never designed to be there for you

to share your pain

we were grouped for we know gluttony

I am, thus, a floating carcass on the surface of superficiality


Apologies flicked our shoulders

our eyes couldn't meet

if this is all I am(you are) to be defined

I shall again burst into a thousand pieces

throw a prejudice and nobody shall struggle

your judgement will be always precise

your wishful analysis, please


We deserve more of the sun

so that you can be shaded

so that I can be nurtured

I wonder, if that day will come

when the moon will sink and forever

hide her appearance

our weight shall be freed





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