What’s in those dimples;
Empty shallow set of teeth
Creases around the eyes – crows feet
When they mean nothing
Its not like you don’t know
Why then do you dip yourself
Deep in those pools and lose yourself
When you know they are just PITS.
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Writing to me is therapy, it frightens and comforts at the same time. Liberates like nothing else. A book in my own name is a dream, but a bigger dream would be to write something that haunts the reader even after the last page is turned and the book is shut. I enjoy reading and music, spending time with family whilst battling my social awkwardness.
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That was nice! Makes me remember Ogden Nash and his style of poetry! Now, let’s w(rap) it up!
Thanks for coming by and reading Manish 🙂