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Scribbling ...


Can you make a painting on a newspaper… ??
Yes may be .. May be beautiful too..!!
How will you justify… the indelible base …
And avoid the inquiries that chase…??

Guilt is the worst thing…
Better be dying bereaved over remorse joys…!!
Will the freedom of being alone accompany… ?
And strengthen you against broken toys…??

Some situations are tough rather impossible…
But so are the tsunami and terrorism…
When that is your fate; you have the spirit…
But how long will that be alive …
to giggle at the sores & drag the sarcasm ??
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