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From the corner of the eye
He peeked out for the teacher in the corridors
None in a close sight
He signalled to the peers
While one of them mimicked the teacher
Adjusted her glasses as the teacher did
Before and after the children greeted her
Amidst giggles and hushed tones
The children and their little fun
Between the classes, lost
Locked doors now stare
At the empty corridors

Awaits
Invisible the sting
Stinging the pain
Pained by the misery
Miserable they remain
Invisible
Invisible thoughts!
The life of the dew

In the morning

On the flowers, beautiful it looks

To the human eye

To condense and collect

To drop as a dewdrop

To holdback, it knows not

On this earth, it lets go

In the morning hours upon the grass

As there is sunlight up the sky

Beautiful, the life of a dewdrop
Your presence is daunting
Mandatory it’s to wear a mask
Breathless my thoughts within
Upending, life saving task

To watch and keep our distance
Untouchable, it makes one feel
You have arrived, for a reason
Beyond our comprehension it is

Taking away the loved ones
Closely, I have witnessed, few
Our loved ones, you caught them too
By the grace of god, they were set free

Every single day
Your presence somewhere out
Is known, not seen
To me you have taught to be stronger within

To be freer than yesterday
yet not claim someone else’s freedom
Love and compassion, in heart
Keywords of this blessed life
Much to think

The chatter

In the mind

Many thoughts

Circumnavigate

Nineteen to the dozen, can’t talk like that

So I write and post

These endless words
✨✨

I do see you in the
‘latest’
You never let me know
When you are
’home’
At least let me know,
when you make it to the
‘front’
I believe
I deserve as much
To know
The poem that trends


✨✨
I always choose people
over hurt
Knowing my own flaws
I reflect
A second chance
a mistake
Everyone deserves
and makes

In a loop
{Pain lessons understanding love}
Function repeat

People I meet
People I keep
I choose to delete
For upkeeps
However negative this sounds and reads, I have finally learned to let go off people who only bring hurt
Silence does the speaking
Passion crowns the boom of economy
......... taking life to material comfort and success.

But times like these teach human society thrives on the compassion
...........to survive in recession and stress.
Is this the ending.......
or a lesson to grasp..
to start a new beginning?
Story of Two Hearts
Is it the Dance floor that played the Dart?

Hands clinged
Beats Swinged
Rhythmic Dance
Retro Romance
Locked Eyes
Fluttering Flies

You are the one He whispered
Either you or None She replied
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