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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 ...

That Day

One day you talk about me..
About my story which your voice captures.
One day you look upto me for all the right answers.
One day you sit next to me..
As if only I matter.
One day you put your hands..
On my head and ease out the clutter.
One day you walk with me..
Holding onto me till the end of the ladder.
One day you search me..
Finding me you smile instead of looking any further.
One day it’s just me..
And we keep on walking farther.
One day you teach me..
What you have learnt so far.
One day you know me..
And words become doors fallen ajar.
What if that day is all I have…

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