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Come back again  Let it pain While the rain drops  Scatter over insane We meet at the same lane Where no one looks  At our eyes for each other  Where no one takes Away our silence that talks to one another  Come back again  I promise won't ask you to stay Won't ask questions that mess up the way We dress up for the play And pretend all day I keep listening whatever you have to say I keep failing to understand  And you keep explaining it on demand  *pics courtesy - Pinterest Profile - Catarina Teixeira

Tired

Feets tired …
But they prefer walking.
Lips dried..
But they prefer talking.
Eyes made a childish glide..
Innocently as they slide.
A search beside blinding.
Face lied..
As they prefer looking.
Fingers polite..
Reciting disorder.
Nervous tremble..
Voices mumble..
Tiring blends..
Trying offends.
Once or twice it pretends..
Soon quenching the thirst..
With a sudden outburst.
Getting wet..
The walk gets slippery..
As washed off is the spider web..
And the stuck wasp fled freely.

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