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Not In Straight Line

*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 ...

Growing Up

I wonder with the years passing by,
Will I ever be able to fly....

I see the sun the same way,
But the shine feels  fading away...

I feel the moon closer to my heart,
And the nights indulging deeper in thoughts.

I try to go back in time to taste the sweetness of lime,
to get to touch my childhood which was glorious and sublime..

I don't want to get worried for the most,
I want to skip growing up at any cost..

Well there is a way you can,
Don't have to fight with the whole clan..

You live up to what you have wanted,
And then think about what all you wished for was granted..

Looking at it this way isn't that bad,
People always find their reasons to be sad..


Life can never be rainbow clad,
Sometimes you need to get drenched in the rain still feeling glad..

For pain it coexists making you stronger to persist,
And Happiness is a myth underneath a shining sheath.












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