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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 ...

The Endless Wait

On the bench beside the railway tracks.
He had turned his back as trains kept passing by..
The moments spent with her going back and forth in his mind.
It’s just the wait is endless never to leave behind.

While the waves crash on the rocks..
Birds flock through the empty sky.
As the little girl runs towards the sunset.
Looking for tiny paws running back to her.
Where only the dusk knows fate never defers.

Getting darker..
She sits sticking her ears to the door.
As starts the never ending downpour..
Just like the day before.
Making the windows shudder..
With each hour echoing louder.

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