guilty!guilty!guilty
The floor is the only place he can direct his shameful sight..sigh..what was he thinking..To his surprise, even the floor doesn’t want to see his face..what more the magnificient sky..you human are fake..you human are fake..shame on you, The phrase passes his mind like the rushing blood in his vein..yes the vein, he remembered how he learned about it and how the learning time killed his innocence..and now what left is the hunting aghast
Lazy man
the man is so weak..he couldn’t even stand properly..his heart trembles..weakened by the gossip of the world, he wants to look to the further west..for some peace..Or so his thought agrees..yet the ugly world is chasing him to the extend that he feels that he’s the chaser. His senseless touch and thought never failed to amuse him, neglecting the truth of the hour..
Yes he is the lazy man..so lazy he don’t feel the jealousy of a poor man to a Levin’s owner type of rich man..the urge is there but the laziness prevails.
