Treasure Island

Neela Nath


Net Has


Net has thousand holes,
one love comes, one goes.
Falsehood plays nice trick,
you aren't afraid, but shriek.
Myriad-minded mind like conjurer,
manages thousand hearts, without fear.
Who's who is a big question,
but, it takes you up in fake-heaven.
Believe it or not, that's your matter.
If you can keep balance, dream won't shatter.

Submitted: Saturday, March 16, 2013

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