Wednesday, 13 April 2016

Strange humans

Humans are strange

 We see light in dark
We see dark in sunny day
We want to be alone in crowd
while need company when alone in world

 We are close to beloved faraway;
but are far when close to them;
We want winter in desert;
We want summer in Artic

 We wish nothing;
but need everything
We love life
and hate it same time

 We call life strange
but we are bizarre
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