ArmageddonA Poem by Addy R SinghMy first work.way bak in 04U can’t match the intelligence which Addy has,
To be more lucid,come, kiss my a*s. Illusion seldom shrouds me, in a dark room I own, On a road which never ends, I walk alone. A bit of this, and a bit of that, I find ginkgo with mighty wind threats, F*****g clock keeps moving, and dark it gets, And gelignite turns on, at a nearby crest. I ask myself why is there a watch? Let the things be impalpable, why use the f*****g torch? No one is immune, neither I want to be, Lawrenciums piss me off, wherever I see. And I answer myself, it will be done. Time is damn strong, it will make a f*****g gun, The load will increase on our weak chest, And it will all end as the f*****g sun sets. © 2008 Addy R SinghAuthor's Note
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Added on May 22, 2008 AuthorAddy R Singhlucknow, IndiaAbouti m an easy goin guy who luvs 2 fish(a lot).....I hv a passion fr parkour, i.e.,free running, softwares & music.i m jst lyk ny odr teenager (n i mean a teenager, nt vry matured, nt vry rude, nt very i.. more..Writing
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