Sunday, 10 March 2013


Limp and lifeless now left lying by the highway

With skull split open and the warm blood still flowing 

As the hardness of the asphalt greets the softness of the grey matter

Desires, hope and dreams; all vanishing now; with one wrong turn

Oh pitiful friend! Once speeding on the highway of life

Riding of the wheels of self pursuit   

When you skidded and swerved by the corner 

 Did you have time enough to think?

Who will cry, by your scattered remains!

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