Archive for April, 2011


To the wise, am foolish

For the naive, am kind

If you’re treacherous, am hurt

But am manipulative, coz you’re not worth.

My questions are many, your answers are few

And if I clear your doubts, just agree with my ‘truth’.

Think of me as your mirror image, although nemesis is the word you thought

The practical world abhors me, coz it’s afraid if you can listen to me.

As you feign ignorance, my whispers grow few

Yet there’s no hiding the fact, that am as much there and so are you.


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