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Tuesday, 18 November 2014


Good or bad,

Moods sway between the two,

Like sunless sky moonlit night,

Glittering stars up there in sky,

Moods flicker,

With changing sight.

A slight hint of distant cry,

Tears flow,

To pulsates with moments,

Like desultory bird in sky.

In slurry of emotions,

Scurry of feelings,

Moods go awry,

Dipping low,

Eyes become teary.

Feeling entrapped,

As if in cage,

Wants to break shackles,

To fly high in sky,

Moods swing between good or bad,

Till moments pass and die