Thursday, July 17, 2014

Cancer

 

 
The day I fled from my home town

My shoulders carried a whole lot of dirt

Struggling to find my existence

Settlement is always hurt




A tiny little cell in the body

Sells everything through defectiveness

Values and morales as always

Deteriorate because of the collectiveness



Detergent I use to cleanse

Inherited habits adamant to leave

Itching and aching my soul

Peacefullness will it ever conceive?



Embodiment of jealousy and greed

Enrolled in my community in whole

Estrangement power of human being

Established the sanity afterall.
Anandprasad

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