January 17, 2010

Recipe


Take a man, not too cold
Beat him till he has lost his goals
Impregnate his mortal soul
With greed and desires and stir the whole
Add the fear of growing old
Warm with love but let him be told
The price to pay for breaking the mold.



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4 comments:

Aryä said...

mast...
V for vendetta yaad aa gayi

Aryä said...

jabbarjast haigi ji.., sooper hit haigi!!!!!!

Aryä said...

It's like taking a cocoon, wrenching silk out of it and then making embroidered butterfly.

:thumbsup:

Aryä said...

:) Like the metaphors.

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