A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)

WE

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Like the brilliance
a shower of broken glass;
Like the riot of colour
at the peak of spring;
Like the music of a hundred
different birds, sounding together;
Like a pleading cry of an
unloved child
And the desolate heart of
a lonely lover
And a whispering look of an
unwanted pup…

I see myself shatter
blowing my fuse
exploding into a million pieces
deep inside – We

Usha, 11 March ’84

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Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

2 thoughts on “WE

  1. exploding into a million piecesdeep inside – Wewow! loved dat master stroke!!!!!!!

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  2. Nice and as said above the last two lines bring out the pieces we are made of , inside, deep inside !!!!

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