What is that crack on the face?
A burrow?
Rather a sneaky trench.
You call it a smile?!
I know
That is amiability.
But why don’t your eyes keep quiet?
Discipline them
Or they get out of control
Why not tear them out?
Throw them on the rocks
So that they would never sprout
They are to die with this century.

  • 1992


(^oo^) bad girl (^oo^)

10 August 2008 at 00:49

Good good good......

ajeesh dasan

28 December 2008 at 01:12

happy new year

നൊമാദ് | A N E E S H

29 December 2008 at 23:11

സ്നേഹം നിറഞ്ഞ പുതുവര്‍ഷം ആശംസിക്കുന്നു