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jukebox of life

Contributed by rao_karishma on Friday, 13th January 2006 @ 11:20:30 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

The machines keep working all year through
Never taking a break, always expanding the crew.
With Satans helpers as the ruthless commanders
Havoc reigns with an authority that thunders.

Te devils workshop as its aptly called
Where most passing creatures are severely mauled;
Is the part that defines the thoughts
Many of which end up as dots.

Thinking of the future that lies ahead
Nurtures the imagination that so far was dead;
This in turn calls upon a group
Where assumption tends to summarize the troupe.

Contemplating on the past and present
On events that werent so pleasant
Arousing a feeling of insecurity
Who played the devils advocate with no difficulty.

Gloomy lil helpers, trying in vain
To fill the space with a locust rain
End u summoning the much famed sadness
Who from every heart melts the hardness.

A feeling of sympathy for oneself
Wishing to be a carefree elf;
Instigates the most famous entity
The senseless, good-for-nothing self pity.

Readily succumbing to Satans plans
Is the easiest way out discovered by all clans
Not once realizing theyve dug a pit of anguish
Forcing themselves to be out-of-water fish.

Copyright © rao_karishma ... [ 2006-01-13 11:20:30]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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