We need more..and more…and more..


The cold dry wind swish up the alley,and the man curses verbally,

“What though the wind to see today,of all days to come and stray”,

At my home my family, to freeze and say anxiously,

“When though the wind, to leave us daddy” they whine,

“When the blue moon shines, and the black clouds wanes”,

He says for he sees, the world’s thread coming off its seams,

He knows it is time, but he needs more lime,

From the world, which has merely curled,

From all the greediness, and more of deviousness,

Of all the people in its turf.






  1. Black · June 7, 2014

    Reblogged this on veer26.

  2. zara3 · June 11, 2014

    Thank you..:)

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