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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

Shut Doors

Knock on the door..
Can’t wait to see it open.
The last time..
It opened with a smile.
A jump of laughter..
Holding her in my arms.
Was the best kiss after..
Why won’t it open today ?
People leave all the time..
Doors shut with left out rust behind hinges.
Flustered dust coughing out forced in astringes.
A deep cut oozes blood..
You look at it but it doesn’t stop.
A dumb struck truth said right infront..
With you refusing confront.
Hands get cold as you sit by the bed..
All night..
As the tears start to smother.
And all of a sudden you have the urge to smile
Giving up on an everlasting fear.
Eyes don’t want to meet..
While all day you fail to retreat.
Why don’t they talk?
Nor walk.
Or chase me after.
That’s what people do..
You run to them and they run faster without any clue.
Hidden behind doors..
Is the unknown chatter.
Of the one you mentioned latter..
Struggling to pick up an overflowing scatter.
Or pondering over thoughts which..
Don’t really matter.
So leave and stop knocking..
You are blocking the hallway..
As people out here aren’t used to seeing..
people stand all day.
Who they keep tripping over on their way..
While passing through shut doors.

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