The rat race suffices.


Broken Wind

Beyond the distant horizons

under the expanse of seas

over the heights of success

as old as the trunk of trees.


the lights that wander

the darkness entwined

the reasons are darker

with imaginations blind.


the dawn comes to the rescue

the stars become your shrine

the failure grows apathy

a man fails to shine.


is this all that is in the world

shallows that change your mind

has the emotions been forsaken

to make up for the grind.


where do you stand

i ask again and again

where can you be

just you and you again.


the longings, the desires

the penchance and the ires

a part of you the whole of you

you gotta believe if it's true.




Poetry by Varun
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Written on 2007-04-12 at 18:49

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betsy Firefly
Sometimes you goota believe it even when you don't see it! It's called Faith!
2007-04-12