Thursday, December 27, 2012

Play

Pinching words scattered in the way
Ask me will you accept us 
If we pray

Life bends now and then skipping often
A beat or two as if paying
Some tribute away

Who has all one can never tell while
Gaps in between carry empty cries
Being mocked time and again

Where's mercy, love, charity they say
They are all life's games all play
Their eyes closed to dismay

Move forward to lay bare their souls
And see them how they betray
Battered badly how they scare away

Buried deep not seen such wounds
Their futile attempts don't stop to stay
Void holds voids in a concurrent display

Will you still play?

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