Thursday, April 10, 2014


The crimson water
green eyes,
begging for mercy
in a land of unknown companions

she was shaken from head to toe
as if searching for breath
in the state of Parkinson's disease
Having to arrange the bucks for medicines

She had now woken up from her dream
realizing it wasn't the naked truth of the month.

"It was a mere dream." - She sighed, with Holi colors on her face (wiping the sweat off for eerie future)

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