Pranab k c
14/07/2014
liking could always
not be the same
in degree
and sometimes
in its dimension also
ask a child
answer may not
make you please
but reality demands
a stream of disliking trauma
to renew
liking machinery
only condition
sublime within
necessity
makes choice
of liking
habituated with our
daily sufferings
so never blame the tragedy
of our routine meeting
to keep existence together
at least
during the life-span!
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