Faltu

This is not a poem

It’s an assortment of words

Arranged rather erratically

Conveying nothing in particular

And serving no purpose whatsoever

But still you go on reading

You are curious to know

What lies in the end

You are waiting for something extraordinary

Or maybe you love the simple things in life

Maybe you just want to read something you can relate to

Or are you one of them who loves rhymes

And prefers order to chaos?

The patterns, they are beautiful, yes

But you know you will be disappointed

And hence you are

 

 

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