Monday, June 23, 2014

My life

Of late, when you see me alone sitting
Ignoring all the works of life.

With wide eyes searching.

Don't judge my steps

because you are not me


You don't know my uniqueness.
My way of life is match-less.

A choice which is precious. 
and that is called my life.

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