Wednesday, October 2, 2013

When Crooked met Smooth

Crooked

Crooked are the roads
Seemingly smooth closer; Far
Away and here I

Find the chaos that was
The noisy clutter forced
Me to escape that

Which forever felt
Nearest than the nearer; Like
A storm it came by

……………………………………………………….

Smooth

Expect no smoothness
For uncertainty is rocky

Smile on this ride dear


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