Sunday, December 30, 2018

Thrill

Don't we all, just live to feel those chills run down our protuberant spines?

And try to float with hope beneath those suppressed wines

Pressure, pretence, lies

A mundane routine as humanity flies

But courage is a queen

And she is seldom late

So make a wish and clench your fist

Grit them teeth and fold those sleeves

The inevitable roller coaster impends

As it starts, it may get dark

Might as well let go and laugh it off

-Aditi Shetty

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