I dont know what the hell your these rings stand for. I always face a crunch after being a bonded by a female and having two grown up kids whose further responsibility glares stark at my face with horrible consequences understandable even to a child having good knowledge of bio I literally remain sad of my life written by a bloody ulti kalam by all mighty. 

Probably you have understood the implications of just written letter may be you can not understand the heat one faces, this hat phenomenon is a very broad spectrum one. Life sometimes becomes so stingy that eg navu and ricky hitherto normal become an organ of torture at other s' behest without being themselves at their realization quotient what the hell is happening. Small time quasi social maid service boys etc become the terrorists on paid list. 

We whilst in univ life used to wonder at the hat drop phenomenon of Bombay film industry then life told what hell hat not. Peoples probably dont have any useful constructive work with them to be busy constructively. 

depths satire.

when winds
wore
saddened cloths

attires have
morphed

time has tossed
time

reclusion s
lost defines

roads have
lost

morning s

nights
bereft

thoughts
shallows

depths
satire 

I dont know.

shrivelled
torn to tethers
woobles
ask too often

happenings
cris cross


wilds of existence
toss on pebbles

strike
as if

you ask

I dont know

Its like that once upon a time some scientists just thought that a simple glass contain an enormous amount of energy that if could tapped may revolutionise the end product vs R and D

it literally means tomato can be grown on a chrismas tree.