When the windows shut
When thrown out, the wind hits hard
When beyond Sherman Oaks you dare dream
When you see beams of you and me
When along the shore you see the connection
When you rise above the chorus
Just see us!
18th August, 2010.
If and when we would decide to read poetry or a piece of discerning article a day, our world is, then headed for a change. No magic potion whatsoever: if there were, politicians would have used it a long time ago. Our mind is all that we have; the only exception to tricks of all corners and angles. Enjoy the luxury and peace of poetry...
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