In this Grey haze I hope to prospect a view, Life's achromatic maze paint red gold and blue.
Sunday, January 11
Poems...Well
Yes, I have been a bad boy//
lately, I have sinned...!//
Now all wise dogs will rise///
And bark at me unwisely.//
We have, you and I and all///
But a brief yard in the end.//
I say you drift along///
They say,'no, you fly'.//
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What! With one thought//
You can barely//
Economize on//
Spending - it spans//
Beyond the brief span//
Twixt the in and the out//
Of breath - without//
In the end racing//
With the steed of time.
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