The hustle of quixotic people around,
The animation of emotions outbound.
The flow of life through variations,
The complexity of the differently wired brain through so many deviations.
Life is so beautiful and versatile,
Then why just in between the lines of sorrow we pile.
Then why don't we love everybody the same,
Cause if we have ours there is also somebody else's pain.
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...