Cotton Seeds [Fiction 55]

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Cotton seeds
Floating in the wind
Together for a moment...
Then dispersed.

Cotton seeds
Flowing with the wind
A sigh, a gasp...
Then flooded amongst an ocean
A gasp, a sigh
Then left alone, stranded

Cotton seeds
Careless, swift and free
If lying there once...
They needn't forver be

Aren't people just like cotton seeds?


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Comments (1)

Srimanta Mitra Said on February 26, 2011 at 9:48 PM

Haha.
I know.
But i also know because of your violent outburst... that the poem doesn't. Chill, lady. Chill.

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