Saturday, April 30, 2011

The Beggar Poet Of Mumbai

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to believe
or not to believe
in fate bothers
me a lot
walking on embers
of life's torturous
moments barefeet
burning hot
in the prison cell
of my making
i bleed and rot
staking my claim
on a piece of plot
her heart her mind
her soul a passing
thought oozing pain
allover his surrounding
a broken clay pot
a nuisance like a fly
she inconsequentially
swats he deserves
what he got frailty
thy name is woman
life comes a full circle
a journey aborts
left midway by
karmic hope
deleted dreams
on the horizon
come to naught
why why why
she says so what

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