Huddled we sit <br />In this universe <br />Not really knowing <br />One another <br /> <br />When the baser instincts <br />Dance shamelessly <br />We take part <br />In the performance... <br /> <br />Don't we all live <br />In the same glass-house <br />Don't we all dance <br />On the same fragile stage? <br /> <br />Don't we, <br />Don't we...? <br /> <br /> <br />(08 Aug 2011)<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poem-of-thoughts-as-the-evening-faded-iii/
