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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

No I Cannot

No I cannot talk..
Coz words don’t mean.
No will not walk..
Over the miles spread across.
No I cannot rot..
Coz the smell is hard to get over.
No will not drink..
As it is rough to be sober.
No I cannot judge..
The reflections blurred out.
Unable to breathe..
As affection carves out.
Will not cease..
To venture the unknown way..
As rules are broken halfway.
No I cannot close..
Though everything I chose..
Is byfar a fool’s disclose.
No will not hold..
As the grip sweats out getting slippery.
Death comes unpleasant..
A deserted sheath of misery.
No I cannot restrict hypocrisy..
Nor can dictate prophecy.
No will not let go..
But sooner will be the one let go.

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