Flee 

​As the brevity 

of life

dawns upon, 

I look back,

seeking

reprieve for all 

that 

went wrong.

Only to find out

that,

in this

little 

game called life, 

us pawns 

barely make it alive. 

so should I be filled with

glee , 

that a herd of strangers

let me flee? 

©Damini Singh

Author: the perfect prole

After years of silent stalking, I finally want to foray in the dangerous territory of adulthood, and the first thing I do is setting up this blog to document all the clumsy journeys I will undertake,.

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