Dialogue

ticklish ideas fade into boredom

smiles and laughters are dances of grey and black

gifts and joy are mere dusts and aimless particles

then frustrations bloom into magical colours

anger and tears becomes unforgettable sparkles

scars and pain are marks of cosmic excitement

 

and you calculate all the troubles that you have

tracing blames to the people at all edges of the world

tracing blames to the end of all histories

tracing blames to endless entities

then at the very last thought

all the blames are nothing

but merely to your Lord

 

your dialogue has just begun.

 

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FS/2013/aug/07

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