Lust
lost as our lust memories
emborided in our dust
our truth is some surrealistic fanstasy
a vivd dream may appear to be
a hypocritical act of nature
pouring bleach down my future
now it's stainless and no guilt is left behind ...
Time : 1:49 a.m
Day : Wednesday
posted by usman @ 6:37 PM
1 Comments:
sir!
never knew you could write so well.
wonderfully articulated, your passion sounds more mature and justified in the written word.
i'd be honoured to post blogs here as well.
keep your mind open, your heart happy coupled a smile on your face, and maintain this miraculous flow of the thoughts, myriad in their existence, in your head.
you never failed to inspire me. :)
-Shemrez
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