by Shishur Gupta
Away from reality, as yet drawn from it, convulted,contorted,mixed and combinational, it also took on permutations, till the time it lasted, it had me glued and pasted, I still recall it, in patches though, it reflects my inner urges, and finalities, as many would deny them, but I insist, them as finals, they can churn stomachs, but thats the way they are, I see day time heroes as rogues, and heroines as swines, saints as devils, and vice versa, is this reality, or the one I wake into, I insist 'the reality' is my dream, let others disagree, let them also dream!
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