Chewy, delectable to flutter out lies, <br />when one can easily say goodbyes. <br /> <br />Recall recollect hardly a compense. <br />Ah! Much easier to play past tense. <br /> <br />Cross roads are only there for what? <br />when waits, no far off home or hut. <br /> <br />Gladiators beet their turtle skin, <br />never too bothered by the mobs din. <br /> <br />Life is but a self constructed maze, <br />drift here and there in shrouding haze. <br /> <br />The grim reapers of planted fate, <br />eat their fill and yet not sate. <br /> <br />BE and it is, amidst infernos ablaze. <br />I love you, on the cake, so easy to erase! <br /> <br /> <br />original <br />saadat tahir <br />islamabad <br />07 Jan,2k12 <br /> <br /> <br /> :) <br />http: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=Y3WMHBJu8Tg<br /><br />saadat tahir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/amidst-infernos-ablaze-0701-2k12/
