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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 Little Things


*pic courtesy from pinterest 

The little things
the little smile
the little flower
in the corner aisle
the little butterfly
catches my eye
along with 
the hovering bee
like sketches
drawn in the sky
look at the little ant fleet
just close to my feet
the little spider
takes a warm seat
the little girl
who hops on
the broken tile
while her mother
looks right across 
the street from a mile
I wave at her
she waves back
the little gestures
the little fingers
the little spider
continues to linger
the little heartbeats
as humming treats
while I pick up the little crumbs
from my bread last night

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