I feel an inner drowsiness so great it overflows the bounds of self. And I want nothing, prefer nothing, there is nothing I can escape into: The Book of Disquiet, Fernando Pessoa
Thursday, March 23, 2006
You have come, what for?
Life comes a full circle I wait for it To come to me After taking A merry-go-round
I have a gift for Life A watermelon Packed in a condom
I will hand over The gift, to Life And wink my eye Saying: Chattri se Azaadi.
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