Murphy HackedA Poem by Shantamurti PaulIt is a small attempt from me to roughen the Murphy's law up a little.The composite complexities The infinite errands, The runs turning around, The forgiving bell, The unforgettable stops, And the irresponsibly responsible cries; Make Murphy laugh… Leave says Murphy Leave says the divine Leave says the king The pawn marks his presence, And evolves, The queen arrives, And the battle thrives, Complexities still don’t end, Murphy rushed to get his ring, Cyanide it was, Vulnerableness it was, What a big fraud he has been. © 2019 Shantamurti PaulAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on April 1, 2019 Last Updated on April 1, 2019 Tags: Murphy's law, complexities, cry, cyanide, divine, king, stops AuthorShantamurti PaulKolkata, West Bengal, IndiaAboutThe crazy cosmos The fiery eyes The haunted wilderness The untruthful divine The clumsy cursive The messed up mind With its never ending complexities - This is me more..Writing
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