Friday, January 30, 2026

 Oh

The myth

The colours that popped out

From the kaleidoscope 

I see us 

Dancing happy

In love

Ouch

Drop it, you say

It's all a farce!

Wake up from the dream

You stupid soul

She realised

Picks up her glass

And raises a toast to her stupidity

Long back

It was done

She realised not even when she sat amid the shards

Stupid, she was!



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