When world begins to
Crumble down can human
Effort salvage it?
When a rainbow
Decides to bloom on night’s cheek
Can any stop it?
When clouds choose to drift
Can any wind bring them back
To where it’s needed?
When tears trickle
Down eyes of thickening night
Does the sun matter?
21jul2010
11.22hrs
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