Tuesday, March 13, 2012


The present me

As defined by the mental frame-

I am the product of millions

And millions of incidents, accidents,

Circumstances and impulses.

A thousand cross-currents

Have tagged me along.

A smile, quirked eyebrows,

Pouting lips, a pointing finger,

An upraised hand, a frown,

A smirk, sighs and

Coos of approval


Has moulded, bent, deviated,

Eroded and formed me.

So, take me

For what I am

And not what I should have been,

And I'll do the same too.

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