zindagi

life -- a series of mishaps
happening and waiting to happen
evolution, devolution
ravaged, disparaged
caught in the flux
foggy, full nor empty
mixed and deflecting
real is unreal is real
you are me, i am you
but leave my books alone, please!
walking on clouds
makes pot holes no less hurting
rupturous tempests
within skeletal confines
ricochet pain and helplessness
till shadows desert
.....(still working on this poem)