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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 Gift

What do you want ?
It’s your birthday..


Want to be a child..
All day outdoors as I stay..
Sweating profusely ignoring which I play.
Want to go wild..
Nakedly running around..
Flying away the lost kite that I found..
Lying dirty in the runway.


Want to play blind fold..
With a friend as I scold..
Pushing back loosening my hold.
Tricking me into the cave too old..
But when I open to see they are walking beside all the way.


Want to chase a butterfly..
Through the morning sky.
Touching as it flickers with a blink..
Sparing not even a slightest moment to think.


Want to jump into the river..
Splashing water all over..
Icy cold as lips shiver.
Opening to a lost world..
Diving into happiness profound.
While listening to the soothing sound..
Pulling myself to the ground..
Staring at the shore..
I will wait don’t you worry..
When you feel like come around.

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