Life; a kaleidoscope. <br />Real colors sometimes; then altered colors. <br />Begins with instant and innocent cries. <br />Ending up with experienced cries and feels of departure. <br /> <br />Sharing or stealing nonvolatile memories <br />Of volatile moments with kith and kin <br /> <br />Keep on watching through the scopes <br />Of criteria set by ourselves <br />Watch with a saddist's anxiety, others' offs and pits. <br /> <br />Rest is to god who created the real kaleidoscope <br />Of world and of unknown unknonwns.<br /><br />illias elambilakode<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/kaleidsocopes/
