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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 ...

It's Been A While

It’s been a while..
Since your smile.
Took away a breath of me.
It’s been a while..
Since your steps.
Walked away quite a mile from me.
It’s been a while..
Since I found you..
While opening the door..
Standing still..
Where eyes dare not..
Move away from me.
It’s been a while..
Since words were spoken.
Like droplets of token..
It’s been a while..
Since you fled broken…
As nights were awoken.
It’s been a while..
Sadness stopped flattering.
Sensing difficulty in altering.
It’s been a while…
I didn’t wake up aghast..
Trying to catch up the past.
It’s been a while..
That the search got futile.
Since never became the style..
Of the occurrence..
That stopped happening more than once.

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