A State Of Disorder Poem by J Sheba Anandhi

A State Of Disorder



Everyone will have to encounter
At some point of time a state of disorder,
The randomness can itself be ordered
Or it could be brought to a perfect order,
In every disorder there would be an underlying order,
That regularity would lead the masterminds to ponder.

Saturday, June 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: disorder,master,perfection
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