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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 ...

Smile

You look great..
Be atrocious..
You are fate.
Your kindness..
Is outrageous.
Your fear..
Is courageous.
Smile..
For you soaked stains.
Be spacious..
For you absorb emptiness.
Be ridiculous..
When it comes to love.
Be gracious..
When it comes to loose.
Be harmful..
To unknown malice.
Be plentiful..
For the need of little to suffice.
Smile..
For you took frown away.
Be numb..
For being stupid is all you have.
Be ardent..
To a stranger’s grasp..
Be addictive.
To a friendly wasp.
Play your role..
Capture drama through grieve in control.
Travel places..
With a staunchy soul.
Things that scare..
Can dig out the flair.
Do look back..
But don’t wait in queue.
End the chase ..
If there’s nothing new.
Smile..
For you can..
Always get started.
But get retracted..
Like fresh drops of dew.
As you hold the wet sand making it fly..
Between your fingers..
As they try..
Embracing the breeze..
Water squishing your toe..
While waves resonate appease.
Echoing your friends than foe.
For you were still there..
As they preferred to go.
And that’s what counts.
Over poignant sigh..
That goes mounting high..
Smile.
As your spirit..
Defeats every lie.
Constantly hiding that you cry..
Failing to comply abruptly.
But always got up to defy.
Starting all over..

As those eyes glare at me bravely.

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