Saturday, 30 June 2007

POEM- Today , July 2007

The mind is flesh
Every action is an idea
Waiting for the break-through
Waiting on the realisation
A child bereft of titles
Overflowing with dreams
Building her own myths
Conquering Kingoms
Storming citadels
Before the citadel becomes her chattel
Before the kingdom came to rest on her shoulders
8 Hours a day and more

Dreams and wishes
Are humanitie's gift to itself
No charity could ever provide
Gray Matter is inappropriate
Technicolor mind is what
Resides within her
and paints beautiful action
Infusing every second
Overflowing every first.

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