Imagine a broken bridge which is too weary
to be mended,
may fall apart anytime
though it works just fine.
And you can do nothing about it
but pity its dilapidated state.
Darling, that's how my feelings are.
-Lohithaksha
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Senseless scribbles
PoetryA collection of my micro tales, short conversations, poems, random thoughts and yes my senseless scribbles.
