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Thursday, April 5, 2012


The air smells different now,
I seem to have lost touch with emotions somehow,
Through the junks my head start spinning,
I put my hands in my pockets and start walking.

6 comments:

welcome to my world of poetry said...

Most interested to read, the words I can relate to.

Yvonne,

Madhulika said...

ahhhh.. this is something that i really needed... just goes with my current mood..
Thanks honey.. keep writing :)

*Dark Angel* said...

short and interesting!

palak said...

really nice! ....somehow i feel da same dese days ! lovely..keep blogging :)

Faryal Hasan said...

Indifference. Sigh.

I do, I do. said...

Lovely!

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