what is it?

Are we going to measure it by 

what it can give to us,

how it can change us,

where it will take us.

Sijo lived it,

loved every minute of it,

lived the he way he wanted it,

then what do we want most out of its living.

Are we not slaves to our cause,

do we define all gains and benefits.

Or do we need all of that which can be taken just like that?

To you my dear sijo,

I am a student of your cause,

to evolve


and yes

improve on all my flaws,

one day at a time.


Game of death

circa 1978

Published by 0hmzae

A place of whimsical concepts of wasted rhyme and time. welcome to insanities of life thru lense of tensed rhyme and metre

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