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this is what i have seen on one evening and then what i was thinking that night.


Submitted:Sep 17, 2011    Reads: 3    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Your untouched shadow of life
Burning in the crowd colors light
Marks of nails on your face
Current enough to tell your troubles
An ugly girl in a big city
Still waiting for her first love affair
Days flashing in the sky yard
A roar of dust upon the memory lane
So pick the ratio of
Pain, pleasure and dirty cash
Walk down from past time
Looser in morning race
And flow of tears continue over a kid face
You are not attractive as years before
Rude world wants more
Fading rays of sun for unknown pleasure
Clowns laughing near this treasure
Nobody knows from which direction next hammer will fall
Some brown broken hair still over your shoulder
Sad dress cloud opening your secrets
Fancy dress army march till day end
So pick the ratio of
Pain, pleasure and dirty cash
Walk down from past time
Looser in morning race
And flow of tears continue over a kid face



ASHISH 12 nov 07 12:40 pm





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