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Love Is Simple

Love is a warm soup In repeated loop A hot tea left for you at the table  When you are rushing Through the morning fable Love is when you are  So eager to meet That you don't mind Getting all wet in the rain Or a splash of mud That stays on your dress like an annoying stain Love is when even Though you cannot see You just can feel What's happening Love is a drop of sweat A lengthy duet A nice outfit that Was sewed to fit in  No matter the shape or size  Love is a song  That takes you back To where it all began Or where the massacre ended Love is a touch That says so much Love is a fetch That runs alongside Love is a nest Of nurture and share The constant urge for you to prepare Love is a silent long walk With your grandfather While he keeps doing things at a pace And somehow passes you their trace With his silent gaze  Love is a conversation With your father Who narrates you a story From their closet filled with memories Love is a kiss on your forehead While you sleep Love is t

Scared

Sweating the last drop..
He drags himself.
To the corner of the shelf..
Heart beats faster.
Getting short of breath.
He has to fight death..
Unknowingly alive.
After a deep dark dive.
The room getting darker..
But that isn’t scarier.
As long as there isn’t a tall shadow.
On the wall that swallows.
Making it hard to see..
Making it harder to break free.
His bruised knee..
Urging to flee.
As his body trembles.
Tightening the shake within..
Finding a way to a never ending win.
There lies the key..
Opening to the vast sea.
Emptiness wallows..
Shouting gets unheard..
Until ears ask him to stop being absurd.
There’s a leap.
That gets steep.
A final weep.
With sunset running away..
The moon shines..
Glistening his cry for a while..
With a sudden stop..
Fear ceases..
The breathing eases.
*Dedicated to the children who are tortured by wrong doers until they stop fighting back one day.

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