KEYHOLE

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KEYHOLE

You bother me too much
And take up my Sunday rest
My mornings, my nights, my vacant thoughts
and the inter spaces....behind

Those personality aberrations...
You consume them all
I am tired of you…
Go away….where you belong
I am closing all the doors on you
And then peep…
from a keyhole – along

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  1. CA dushyant jain5 June 2017 at 00:59

    Good one

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  2. CA dushyant jain5 June 2017 at 00:59

    Good one

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  3. Avinash5 June 2017 at 01:24

    Personality aberrations.... Yet peeping !!! Human minds never predictable... Well said.

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    1. ASHIMA6 June 2017 at 07:08

      Yeah, though done in a fit of rage we could close all doors but secretly stalking to know about whereabouts isn't unknown...we do this so often discreetly:)

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  4. Anonymous5 June 2017 at 01:33

    Hmmmm :-(


    Manish Dev

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    1. ASHIMA6 June 2017 at 07:08

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    2. ASHIMA6 June 2017 at 07:15

      I am sure you relate to it Sir :)

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  5. Tushar Jain6 June 2017 at 08:30

    So that means, you are trying hard to avert all social media but somewhere that spark is hard to let go!

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  6. Rudresh Kaul6 June 2017 at 19:34

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