An Awkward Confession


An Awkward Confession 10Aug2015

An Awkward Confession

The wire of sentiments

Are filled in the people’s heart

They teach you so many lessons

But failed to process on the real quad

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While putting the armour around their waist

They seek to believe on all those positive signs,

But when it’s time to fight

They will run back to the simple life

*

Huh! It must’ve been hard to

Make a void in their loop

With a pint of truth and cowardliness

They seem to be happy by peeping through their hoop

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Between ‘The Sour Taste of Success’

And ‘The Juicy Sweetness of Failure’

They choose nothing.

And they sing a wishful song during their tenure

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You could sip your plain coffee

By ignoring a spoon with a big sugar cube

Just need a bit of courage to dream

and avoid the future-awkwardness of facing You?

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I Found a Penny


I Found A Penny

Day 21

I Found a Penny

Standing on the metro street

He was looking for something,

In suit-boot and tie

He seemed very rich;

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On his up and down movement

People started staring,

With his constant wasted efforts

He looked extremely worried;

*

I crossed the road by covering 24 yards

Tossed myself to make the appearance,

He noticed but waited for my question,

“Which path goes to the st. Mark Mansion?”

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To continue his search process

He pretended like he was in hurry;

“Did you lose something?”

“Yes, a Penny. My Lucky Penny!”

*

I thought for a while,

“Can I have his penny?”

I reached to my left pocket

To offer him my penny

*

He turned up his eyes with a proud smile

And In sunshine, his face was fading

“Oh great, you found it?

From now, this will be your lucky penny!

Keep it.”

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A Walking Boy


A Lost Lyric

Day 20

A Walking Boy

I was walking in a garden

Like people cut in a second

One hundred trees;

The lane was clear

And my muse was empty

But I found there a sweet honey bee

I took her for the helping hands

But she bit me

And got her free

My mind was confused

My pain was killing

And the rain fell down like tip-tip-tee

I closed my eyes

And enjoyed the rain

But the lightening strike made me to flee

Now I was walking on a street

Like people run on a life

To become rich

My friend once said

Life is a song and we all are singer

Then why don’t you just sing with me?

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