Yesterday, today, tomorrow.

June 22, 2012 § 1 Comment

We had wings.

The wolves stole them.

Sold them to the pigs.

The pigs wore them.


We are now chickens, without a beak.

Sitting, waiting like asses.

Spoken only when told to speak.

The time passes.


Finally the moment comes,

And we reminisce,

That we once had wings.

Oh snap, we are dinner.


What would you do?

June 4, 2012 § Leave a comment

If you knew, when you enter a particular door, your whole life will change from that point on, for good or bad… will you enter?

Where Am I?

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