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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 ...

Last Night

Last night I kept thinking about you..
Even though you didn’t want me to.
The words filled in a stare..
The walks ending unaware.
Smiles which dropped in..
Promises that fell thin.
Last night I kept sulking about you..
Even though you had asked me not to.
The falsehood pride..
An egoistic ride.
Suddenly a lone confront..
Even though you sat right in front.
Last night I slept ceasing a few..
Moments spent all with you.
Tears pushing through my eye lids..
Going red while holding those orchids.
The first kiss with a light rinse..
Breathing the last sigh.
In deep slumber was I.

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