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A Boy Who Touched The Sky

sand and mud splattered on his dud he watches his shoes sinking deeper in pool a stone  at sight he doesn't want  to fight but that seems the only way to keep him cool he thrashes and there goes the stool flying through the sky a story to boast about as birds don't lie the crying soul went dashing  through the door calling foul roaring back  comes a clutter for a boy  the success matters so he gathers his wet shoes and tries to adjust the  stance forgetting the simple fact of he didn't  stand a chance and with a dance or two he runs like a fool towards the old school  with the thought  of ghosts playing dust off while his feet had started to give up rolling  over the grass bed his breath wide spread  a dragon cloud soaring high flew right amidst the floating sky the bird waved him slight  flying to go out of sight he had lost and found his try  beyond the mighty sky while fresh droplets  felt on his face  ended up the chase  rain had  made the dragon cloud to surrender a dr

Night


Darker as it gets
When the sun sets
Try not Thinking in the many few
Eyes get damper as the morning dew

The fast pace slows down
As the sun bows down
Gathering crowd
A dancer feeling proud
Dancing ablaze
The dusk colored glaze
Clouds puffing up 
With stars cuddling on top.
Shadow embraces
The light leaving traces
Scars go unseen
Pretense stays hidden.
Moon stares
Darkness flares
Layers of raging charm
Yet forever warm

Sparkling eyes
Gets a glimpse through the sidewalk
A sturdy stalk
Giggling while they talk
A nascent mewl
Dozing off the stool
One last bite
Cooling off a fight
Distances merge
Paying heed to the last urge
A distinct quiver
Climbing the ladder
Strength wakens
When Night Darkens

There is morning tomorrow
So better live up to your sorrow
The night teaches
While struggle screeches
Dare not weep
Cause sleep generally pushes you to dreams too deep
Wait but not longer.
The delay is  not making you any stronger...

















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