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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

Smile

You look great..
Be atrocious..
You are fate.
Your kindness..
Is outrageous.
Your fear..
Is courageous.
Smile..
For you soaked stains.
Be spacious..
For you absorb emptiness.
Be ridiculous..
When it comes to love.
Be gracious..
When it comes to loose.
Be harmful..
To unknown malice.
Be plentiful..
For the need of little to suffice.
Smile..
For you took frown away.
Be numb..
For being stupid is all you have.
Be ardent..
To a stranger’s grasp..
Be addictive.
To a friendly wasp.
Play your role..
Capture drama through grieve in control.
Travel places..
With a staunchy soul.
Things that scare..
Can dig out the flair.
Do look back..
But don’t wait in queue.
End the chase ..
If there’s nothing new.
Smile..
For you can..
Always get started.
But get retracted..
Like fresh drops of dew.
As you hold the wet sand making it fly..
Between your fingers..
As they try..
Embracing the breeze..
Water squishing your toe..
While waves resonate appease.
Echoing your friends than foe.
For you were still there..
As they preferred to go.
And that’s what counts.
Over poignant sigh..
That goes mounting high..
Smile.
As your spirit..
Defeats every lie.
Constantly hiding that you cry..
Failing to comply abruptly.
But always got up to defy.
Starting all over..

As those eyes glare at me bravely.

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