Saturday, May 2, 2009

Musinngs...

There's a turtle
swimming away
as a crocodile
swift and cunning
chases him

And the swans watch
amusement in their eyes
too far to be reached
too oblivious to be worth it

but the fishes, they school
propelled by the older ones
As generation comes and goes
the corals stay

but wait, the turtle's no more
and the crocodile is the Hulk himself
and the swans
Drifting away as chunks of white

Agonising, isn't it?
How everything changes in a moment
so close to the nature
of humans, For there is
a girl, way below the happening..

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