to get a glimpse of attraction,
that fickle-minded monster that
makes the days miserable, wants
to have a piece of congenial love,
how pitiful is the plight of heart
that gets scorched in the sun of
ignorance, how wretched am I
to try to take things from time
which is not mine, never was
…
a friend(or not) yesterday evoked me
with words such that substantiates
things I had taken not into account
“A, we always leave you alone and
you do not mind”, I am battered, lost
by the treachery of my belief, my will
to breathe the winds of the company
but tis’ not in my fates, I am frugal, whole
the way I am: plain, sane, full of disdain
.
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