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Monday, June 22, 2009

LOVE OF MUD


It’s too lame
Can’t face the self
Just feel sad!!
I think, I should end this game

Game, called life
Gives you happiness, joy to live..
Gives you storm to take away that hut of happiness

You walk to a place
Ends no where,
Sudden, a puddle comes
And welcome you inside
Opening its arms
Splashing the mud
Make you feel alive…

You want to be in it
You put your first step
It calls you closer
Like embraced by a lover
Clinches you passionately

You open your eyes
Sludge all over, is all you can see
You don’t feel filthy
Love of that OOZE is what,
Which, can heal!!!