why would we regret the boulders on the way,<\/p>\n
who knows when would l they hold some flood<\/p>\n
or a truck whose breaks have failed<\/p>\n
why should not every time<\/p>\n
you turn your face away<\/p>\n
i must imagine that you had tonnes of smiles<\/p>\n
which you could\u00c2\u00a0 not contain<\/p>\n
but were afraid to unload in my courtyard<\/p>\n
i am lighter now<\/p>\n
few\u00c2\u00a0 wrinkles in my kurta, that were there,<\/p>\n
have declared<\/p>\n
he restless nights that i have\u00c2\u00a0 spent<\/p>\n
in wishing for a bell to ring<\/p>\n
and the curtains to come down<\/p>\n
on the play<\/p>\n
that has no charactrs, but<\/p>\n
which is kept on stage because audience<\/p>\n
find it easy to stay, dispel the notion<\/p>\n
that audiences can be created,<\/p>\n
actors will rest now<\/p>\n
rainbow has tilted after all<\/p>\n
u climbed it from one end<\/p>\n
and i got down from the other<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
why would we regret the boulders on the way, who knows when would l they hold some flood or a truck whose breaks have failed why should not every time you turn your face away i must imagine that you had tonnes of smiles which you could\u00c2\u00a0 not contain but were afraid to unload in … <\/p>\n