We are paper people,
living in paper towns.
Crumbled, torn and thrown away.
The winds of a winding life
takes us hither and thither
and we so like paper -
thin, fragile and frail.
We float away with the wind
so far away that our end becomes inevitable.
Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 9:25 AM UTC
We are paper people,
living in paper towns.
Crumbled, torn and thrown away.
The winds of a winding life
takes us hither and thither
and we so like paper -
thin, fragile and frail.
We float away with the wind
so far away that our end becomes inevitable.
