Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Annihilation


What was left in our hands 
after risk and awards were given to seekers? 
Sign of grace at hairpin bends 
was absent.

Nobody was speaking..... abloute way of mind corrution. rationale poem

Nobody speaks in silence but their tongue
No one demands anything but truly due
Hands are still empty and await recognition
There is fire within without ignition
Highly stage managed emotional drama
We are dumb founded and gone into coma
Names may be announced and seekers may get
Opportunity is slipped out of hand or simply let - Hasmukh Mehta, Ahmedabad

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