a dew drop struggling to stay on the leaf of life
or a soul torn by morals at strife?
tears of rust hidden beneath the smile of gold
or a coward inside and outwardly bold?
a been there done that seen all know all
or an arrogant tree, being axed by axe of vanity, oblivious to its own fall?
a well shot arrow flying towards its aim
or a sluggish bow, inert and tired of the game?
a perennial river with a life beyond time
or a muddy pond that isn't in its prime
a dawn, full of hope and promises
or a dusk , capable of nothing but reminiscences
a rock rooted stubbornly , solid and immortal
or a bubble at wind's mercy, frail and ephemeral
the hypocritical, arrogant and wicked me
or the honest, thoughtful and kind me?
which me do you want to know about?
Monday, October 25, 2010
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