Tuesday, 8 December 2009

Elf

screams, cries, remorse
nothing is flowing out of her...


its tough...
to smile, because its best to stick with
to laugh, because its great to hide with


still she keep it up, to keep her self high
her incongruity will swallow her down


in no time, its all pulpy pale
In no time, its all being in rail


cant be her SELF, still be hersELF
its not her dilemma but her FairyTale




4 comments:

HaRy!! said...

Fairy taleee...eeee!

Makk said...

HaRy!!

you dont like fairy tale I Guess?

Insignia said...

Oh wow!!!

Elf!! I like elves!!

Hey nice poem...loved this line "cant be her SELF, still be hersELF" :-)

Makk said...

Insignia

Elf is some thing seemed perfect for me.

Thank you for input.

Looking forward for you footfalls more often then not.

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