Again i was in one of my insane moods and this poem swam into my head so i just inked it...
Peacefully violent
One fine morning in the middle of the night
Two dead boys got up to fight
Back to back they faced each other
The drew out their swords and shot each other
The swish of guns the bangs of swords
Silenced the dead the woke up the boards
As the fight ensued in peace they lay
Rolling in their graves the fought all day
The sun was sleeping the world awoke
Killing each other laughing at the joke
On this fine morning in the middle of the night
When two dead boys got up to fight
A deaf police man nearby woke up with the noise
And came to rescue the two dead boys
Kanishk Kakkar
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8 comments:
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@ Brick- Very eloquent :P
@ brick and @ divya - i would be much obliged if i could have a little more substantive comments
but it was the expression tht i had on my face on readin this.. i was too confused 2 even say "wha.." :P
truly insane !!!!!
lovely paradoxes.. makes 4 an interesting read
Thank u sooooo much preeti this is the first time in a long time that i am getting a comment that actually talks about the content of my post. Proud of u preeti.
Glad u like it ;)
preet'h'i idiot .. and no probs...
amazing paradoxes..too good!
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