Thursday, March 7, 2013

Trying the inevitable

Always there seems to be an urge,
To hold the sand inside the palm -
However much we know that it is a vain trial.

Always there seems to be an urge ,
To count the little waves that kiss our feet-
Though always we lose count of them .

Always there is an urge to save the picturesque
Details of our mundane journey of life-
Much as we know how tough it is going to be.

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