Monday, 21 January 2013

Reminiscence Of A Broken Heart...

Even The Rustic Words Of Yesterday

Pulsates My BP To 140/90 mm/Hg,

The Brain's Dearmost Veins Does The Thandav,

And My Mind Flutters Over The Silence Of That Corridor

Which Was Shattered By The Cold Drizzles In My Heart

But Today They Are More Soothing,

Than A Deep Puff Of The Cannabis,

Those Rustic Words Of Yesterday...

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