lines and lies of hope

look like paintingsin exhibitions;you gaze at them curiouslytrying to figure outthe way they'd work for you, to define your existence ---(the circulated resources for help). they'd never workyou knowbut you lie. they're just pictureswith letters and numbersprinted as in a forged vain, the resources, (like your vote). -ishita

random life musing

It's difficult to transform into a rose shrub, all beautiful and yet fierce enough to protect yourself. So what do you do? You become a vine, climbing on to the hopes of a random support. You cannot go further even if you have more hopes, because there's no more support. So what do you do, … Continue reading random life musing