Critical
Imagine freedom being tied
To how far you can run
Be it from a gun,
your mum
Running from expectations
You're acting like a bum
Someone's son
To succumb to banal pleasures
You bum
Experienced pleanty these few years
But yet still
A master of none
The cat has 9 lives
You live to tell one tale
You've been given plenty of opportunities
And yet you fai...
Monday 28th November 2022 10:30 pm
Excess
i)
Living under a veil of uncertainty one tends to spiral
Denial, Trial and Error the child inside is desperate to come home
Errors and false hopes become tendencies eventually
One and all, once together, all get pushed to the periphery
In a cold winter one tends to call the warm home
Layers that seem adequate we love to deem adequate
A covered fire cannot burn
A covered p...
Sunday 27th November 2022 6:08 pm
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