My blog is a composition of endless and wavering thoughts that preoccupies me.This is an attempt to weave the ethereal mind and bring out the lyrics and rhythm in it. My blog is also an extension of my persona and reinstates my belief in the magic of manifestation. It is a medium through which I try to express my gratitude to the universe for another innings ...
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Sunday, September 14, 2014
THE SHOPPING MALL.... ☺
In the hustle and bustle
around me, within me,
sometimes, it frightens the
fragile and tumultuous 'me'.
The made-up faces,
the plastic smiles,
a faceless crowd,
miles after miles.
Yes,
the same eyeliners,
the same dresses,
identically decked up
with straightened tresses.
Some silent whispers,
a couple holding hands,
an arguing couple,
spending thousands.
I rather enjoy
my coffee at the stall,
watching the circus
at the shopping mall.
The made-up faces,
the plastic smiles,
a faceless crowd,
miles after miles.
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What a perfect portrayal !....can't agree more...and yes..I do this too.. :-P :-D
ReplyDeleteI rather enjoy
my coffee at the stall,
watching the circus
at the shopping mall.
Good to know that my composition resonated with you. Thanks dear
Deletefar from the madding crowd....nicely penned
ReplyDeleteAppreciate the encouraging words . Thanks
DeleteThe made-up faces,
ReplyDeletethe plastic smiles,
a faceless crowd,
miles after miles....All around ....beautiful lines...
Thank you so much for the appreciation..
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