Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Randomness!!


Nauseous it is,

When time flies in sound sleep,
To wake up and discard the junk heap;
Dishes to wash and laundry to do;
Much ado for just us two.

Nauseous it is,

When, you want to read,
Your eyes shutdown in rapid speed.

Nauseous it is,

When you have nothing to do,
You are buzzed with the question"what do you really want to do?"

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