There are wolves around us,
Wearing skins of sheep.
There are animals raving,
Underneath the masks of humanity.
There are claws clasped in attire of normal,
There are fangs which smile as teeth.
They are somebody else.
They may have grown to be civilised.
But they are just false monks,
Preaching false songs.
Living fake lives,
Acting to bear unreal unbearable rife.
Beware!
They may be around you.
Beware!
They may be,
Actually in you.
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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...
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