Sunday, July 3, 2016

Come in peace or go home...



Stuck between a burger and a vodka

1.Love the cool summer wind at night,
But they fill it with useless fights;
The untamed spirits on the streets,
But they tone down and still the beats.

2.I love the clothes which we don’t wear,
And sometimes forget to be there;
And our pace with loosened lace,
Which we’d want in a distant place.

3.Love shadows of held up estates,
Talking of a whole different fate;
If there is nothing left to make,
At least a photo I can take.

4.Fed up with an unhealthy dish,
Detox is all that one could wish;
None is too tasty on its own,
Even worse is when they both roam.

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