akhtar
07-12-04, 10:37 PM
I stroll the secular recess of life
Often thinking how foolish it seems
With regularity, problems associate themselves with me
Like a rat to squalor, my home is this labrinyth
In the world of the spirutual
Degradation like an anchor, holds me down
Often I am made to swallow bitter ills
Heavy is life thou rewards they tell me are unimaginable
Often thinking how foolish it seems
With regularity, problems associate themselves with me
Like a rat to squalor, my home is this labrinyth
In the world of the spirutual
Degradation like an anchor, holds me down
Often I am made to swallow bitter ills
Heavy is life thou rewards they tell me are unimaginable