I do not know the star position of the moment I thought of creating myself a blog. Whatever, at the back of my mind there must have been a feel for the need of a vent, a vent to my poetic diction.This feel, rather want, was being continuously suppressed by me for long . Again I say, I do not know how the mistle outmiffed to be a hale hailstorm.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Monotony
Fierce and ruthless in a fight, unraveled cutlass of my thoughts, chased down the slope of sight, through fascination of my dreamy doubts. Some thousand faces one would show, Alas! In hide and seek of monotony.
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