Thursday, 12 September 2013


Problems of living
Like broken doors
With two words –

Two door-shutters
Finding no hinge
Stacked for auction sale
By the real estate owner,

No human touch
To open the door
To tell tale till
Living is beautiful.

The door's shape
Within bricked space
Refused to be primed,
To set up to the reality.
Two door-shutters
With no screw pans
With scratch of pains
Still begging love

For human holding
For repairs to activity
For future leap
For essence of loving.


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