Thursday, 23 June 2011

My days pass

My days pass,with a lingering gait

slowly etching their presence ,

in some unknown doodle.

Softly, oh so softly ,touching

the inner recesses of my existence

where I have hid the treasured pleasures

of life, away from the prying eyes.

Like a sly thief glancing around

for an opportunity.

Then with an amused smile ,

they vanish into oblivion.

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