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*pic courtesy - painting taken from pinterest. I am telling you I am not perfect My bed is messed up all day long I have been said I am nothing but wrong My voice cracks open a tragic song My closet has clothes that don't fit me There are times when even my dog doesn't sit with me I am telling you Life is not supposed to be.. What you want to see.. I have been thrown out, shouted at, made fun of,  everytime I want to change and be free.. I have been called arrogant, stupid, mad, with ideas that shatter... I discovered things that no one in the room thought but only if it could matter.. I am telling you That people aren't perfect and nor they will ever be... If you wait for them to align You will be the one being struck out of line Don't think every criticism is fine Some are horrific with absurd design So what if I am not perfect I can tell that imperfection is abstract Breaking the rules is not nodding to solicitations I have tried, failed, then tried back ...
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Winter


Frost Bells At My Doorstep...

Dew drops call me out as they peep through my window.. The trees cherish the classy look as the autumn leaves flutter,
The elves uneasy with the freezing outburst
as the frost fairy winks with a twinkle in her eye..
making them all the more shy.
 Sun dares to fetch some room through my porch,

as a wedding ballroom with glistening silver adorns.
Glassy alter with luscious green carpet,
Frost fairy seems excited about the divine trumpet.
Not realizing the tear drops all over her wedding dress,
 it was the sun if only I could guess.


 Mr.Squi goes hither and thither gathering bites,

as he realizes the advent of colder nights..
The winter birds chirp their songs comforting him,
While the bugs march to their hideouts, 
convincing Mr.Squi to engage the warblers .

 Just when the ducks fumble their way through a freezing lake..
Mr.Squi mumbles "we got the wedding cake...."


I rush in and put on my smiling coat ,
as the chilly wind tickled me, I sneeze out laughter,
A freezing whisper of winter surged through my ear.
The blessings had begun as a soothing musical breeze,
when he kisses the bride gazing at them as they freeze. 

















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