Thursday, 1 August 2013

kaliedoscope

O, wile mind, cunning mind
Playing games of every kind
Now u make me rejoice
With unexpected gain,
And when the tide turns as it shud,
U fill me with unasked for pain
U send me chasing shadows
And then send some sunshine along
Now helpless, now defiant,
Now a hopeful dawn.
The kaleidoscope keeps changing
All too fast, too soon.
O mind you sing such an unpredictable song.

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