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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

No One Is Coming

I sat right there..
And no one was coming.
It had rained all night..
But no one was coming.
Tears washed the stare..
As none of it seemed fair.
Left a drifted layer..
Of the unheard footsteps share.
My eyes were closing up..
As no one was coming.
Dreams were acting up..
As no one was coming.
Reflections unaware..
Words with abrupt flair.
Struck a chord of tantrum..
So far being left out got accustom.
I spoke to myself..
Finding out no one was coming.
There’s still you who is here..
With rest of the world overwhelming.
So don’t go back where you came from..
As no one ever meant to come.
Start again taking the left turn..
Start again with the lessons learn.
While they decided to disappear suddenly..
You move ahead without stopping abruptly.

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