Being
good hardly gives any chance,
Partly
do being bad….
What’s
the way left stranded?
Is
that the whole say …??
We
prompt so many things in mind,
Are
we moving or still running behind,
We
try being Sly and Fly,
How
hard we pry gazing ahead...
Still
reality frantic it’s tad,
Nothing
remains the same once wrecked,
Time
comes when BOO abase you...
Experience
alleviates absolving sternly.
Thus
begins the hetrerotelic Desinence…….
Upasana
Rani
