There is me....and then,
there is Him.
All powerful 'Him' pervading my space
My tiny being
Banishing my days into beady sweats
Driving me mad,
irritable to the core
He is one who
could bring my blood to boil...
I rarely go out these days
for I fear him
fear him to rob me of my youth
I hate Him!
for He is the 'Sun in Indian Summers'
Sunday, May 31, 2009
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