Burning
Anger
with out any reason
just sitting there.
The world
could be burning,
but no satisfaction,
would come
because
nothing matters.
People
things
scared of you
of what is inside
a monster
slumbers,
what
could be the reason
that its
awakening.
Trouble,
Trouble is almost over
pain
the wound is healing.
Why is this anger
coming now
when
the light at
the end
has been reached?!
This is the space were I ramble, talk, write poetry and say what ever crosses my mind!
Friday, 20 June 2014
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