LAME SONNET .
Some lapses or mistakes in my life
remain or repeat like bad habits or tic
or like bizzare episode , birth-mark or mole !
Other times
even some budding stalks get excited or inspired
on the dying twigs of my life
and venture into some blossoming joy
inviting off-time spring
in re-incarnating spirit of life !
It is as if , but Nature's whim
or some predestined game of life
And I accept it, as is conditioned within me
just like this poem that I write
just now !
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Coposed : just now ; Sept . 26 /2013 .
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