During a boring lecture (predictably!) during my second year at JBIMS, I was feeling particularly edgy, was doodling on the last page of my notebook, and so I tried an experiment. I just penned a rhyme, letting the words flow without any pause for reflection, just letting my absolutely random thoughts spill over. This took less than 2 mins to write. Totally weird stuff!
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Heat and Cold
Whatever we know till today
Is something no one will ever say
But truth is a strange game, do you
Prefer the truth till your face is blue?
Can conscience play a gentler role?
Or can you ignore it, you troubled soul?
Because tomorrow your perspective
Can be twisted and turned into something new
Then above the mountains things will change
This world is not beautiful, but strange
So gallop on, your minds horses may
They will never ever escape the day
Forever they lie bound and trapped beneath
My shallow dreams and my grinding teeth
Whatever we know till today
Is part of a bargain street-side play
- Vivek Rao
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he he he he he
2 comments:
hmmmmm profound :)))))!!!!!!!!!
a Floyd composition ?!
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