Life in a box

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    Life in a box

    i am living in a box 
    sometimes it is square
    and sometimes a triangle
    it changes shape and size
    but not me
    i am just a rubber ball
    moving in the box 
    square or triangle
    slamming side to side
    as the box moves
    or shakes 
    i cannot even move a bit of my own
    as my hands and legs were never given
    they chop off during my birth
    they designed me to be round
    so it is easy to fools around.

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    naushad’s Poems (21)

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