sweet revolution.

living in the times of sweet revolution
rebelling causes, jeopardizing lives,
in order to add more meaning to our lives.

slowly and steadily ,
a sweet forum of our bitter lives.
grappling everyday,
resonating with the thousand voices
creating identities we can never be sure of
until we lay in the dust becoming ashes
scattering thousand manifolds
with the raw texture of earth
eventually turning into
what you call the fragrance of
spring and autumn.


karki smriti