Sunday, January 5, 2014

present.





 You,
consume your thoughts without any actions.
Your actions are consumed with your inwardly thoughts.
My fingers move in vexation and paints a picture for your charismatic soul,
like I don't have a life of my own.
Devoting,devoted,a devotee to my childish dreams,
I become an incompetent,narcissistic fool for the present forgetting the tomorrow that the womb suffered to create.
How do they fall into places to form the exact formations to help you fall into the same path?
contradictions to define happiness.
Satisfaction is not always guaranteed.
It is a harsh world babe,
Let your hair down.




Limatola Longkumer.

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