Thursday, September 29, 2016

Resembling Art Jog


Contemplating art as if art is the only thing we appreciate at the moment
the brooks of thoughts lining down the hill of escape
trying to dash a complementary feast we take at risk
way beyond behold the forces of universe
trying to break us apart but we hold up
wake up to a hollow glass
trying to fill it up
but nothing stays longer.

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