Most of the artisitic minds in the planet are hidden behind factories, programmer's cubicles, management boardrooms, rickety offices. The turbulence here is that of an artist emerging out of a serenely settled engineer's life...
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Distance
Lost in the maelstorm of emotions Blinded by the frustration of an existential life Rather than drowning you with my commotions I silently acquiesce the pain of our strife
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