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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

You Do

I always thought..
You cannot forget someone.
Who gets trapped as a known one.
But one day when they suddenly leave you do..
I always thought..
Tears just result in meltdown.
After which comes endless frown.
But once gone after which they stitch a redo you do..
I always thought..
You can never get up after a slippery fall..
With bruises all over.
But if you are in charge of the little sapling clutched in your arm you do..
I always thought..
Scars leave a mark.
For a lifetime embark.
But if you have the edge to shed out the old skin you do..
I always thought..
Fate is a mishap.
That only you can overlap.
And if you do it reveals what you really are..