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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 ...

Faith

There is love in any devotion.
Sorrow in every emotion..
Loneliness in memories.
Abrupt end of stories..
Creating damp art of clay.
Trickled with innocence at play..
There is focus in every arrow.
A glimpse in your shadow..
Waiting in every window.
Wishful fate of restless row..
Tip toeing trip to the rainbow.
Through the river skipping the flow..
There is madness in every drop.
A tear or two will never stop..
Fear in every outrage.
Standing not bending at any stage..
Conquer the reign to courage.
Giving up like a holy sage..
Walking wasn’t easy.
A chosen path is never greasy..
While looking beyond the urge of waves.
That dawn of life saves..

Thoughts by - Pratiksha Misra

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