These thoughts which I believe to be mine,
Weary thoughts used many a times,
Within me they ring so loud.
Their ghostly echoes smeared on my mouth.
Trapped, they don't leak out as deeds.
My selfishness keeps them on a leash.
I keep them hidden day after day.
These repeating thoughts wasting away.
(c) Kundo Yumnam 26-11-09
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