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October 1, 2016
‘Well ‘to and fro’ –
you know how it goes,
this game of ups
and downs and lows.
This getting on
with life in spite
of all the hazards
day and night.
Trapped on a see-saw –
thoughts suspended.
No get-out clause,
or ride open-ended.
And only viable
is this attraction,
when offloaded is
the weighty fraction.
So, there you go –
lets now put to bed
absurd misgivings,
sometimes falsely read.
No more getting wrong –
well – meant intentions,
that come out twisted
as if new inventions.
Trapped in a Dodgem
with a jerk, suspended.
No get-out clause;
a wedding ring intended
this ride for life
without distraction:
Problems worked through
until satisfaction,
sees fresh water
in the well run clear,
after a glass of wine
or a needy beer.
When unraveled are,
the old crossed wires,
replaced by moon dust
and loves desires.
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