And then one day....I saw it...
all balled up and rolling away from me.
I wondered what that was!
Though it looked way too familiar
to my very discerning eyes
Wasn't that the same color
or was it part of the set?
No!!! I'm sure I had seen it elsewhere
But now it isn't there.
Once long ago, when they were bought
Longings for those stripes,
Same colors as the mob
Short and ankled, its what it was!
Wore it with pride, pulled up the legs,
of those denims hard and worn-
A teeny bit peeping out
For every one to know
Now a day after it went in
to the tumbing it had to get...
Rinsed and scrubbed, by the machine
And out its supposed to get
All fresh and smelling clean
bright and squeeky but seen
Tumbled over the remaining pile
Oh! Alas, where did it go
I can't find it , yet again...
and once more it gets to be
The lonely old soul
with none who knows better
how it would be..
Living the life a-single
It was just meant to be
once again and yet again
A lost sock trying in vain!!
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Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
path chosen?!

Dutiful , respectful
childhood moments
words he oft heard
parents separate
his inner turmoils
rendered apart
substance abuse
peer pressure
laws broken into
Handprints taken
mugshot framed
bare walls are all he got
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