Forever a thought never a reality If only wishes were a dime a dozen Life is a paradox, full of dichotomies We take what is given Redefining boundaries, is it merely an illusion? Shifting the line in the sand? Trying to change what never really existed Is it merely a blind man’s game? Too many questions is never a good thing The arguments lose their ground We cling to our logic and reasons and what not Defying all the odds Reinventing a newness, a quintessential existence Away from all that is mundane Overstepping outlines, away from oblivion Rejecting the rusted and inane We alter our perception with an underlying desire To be more than just a name Like islands floating in an ocean of clouds Born from immaculate conceptions (Tehmina)
Posted on: Thu, 24 Apr 2014 04:30:20 +0000
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