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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

Pause

Take sometime..
Through the pictures taken.
Through the faces that looked..
So close to you..
Even when you chose not to look at you.
Take sometime..
Through the story trip..
Through the tight grip..
When someone caught you.
Even when you glided to slip.
Take sometime..
Through the games back to back..
Through the knee kick..
Shouting the words that repeated just you..
Even when you were mostly down the stack..
Take sometime..
Through the dreams that got slot..
Through a dubiously magical plot..
Breathing into the lap while warmth did heal.
Even when you tried hard not to reveal.
Take sometime..
Through the laughter..
Through the fights..
Through the moment with the spark..
Through the sadness embark..
Through the loss..
That caught hold of you crying..
Through the plead..
That caught moss with you trying..
Through the endless beats..
Through the guardless retreats..
Through the passion..
Through the season..
Through the reason..
That wept behind..
Even when you just left right after the find.
Take sometime..
As when you do..
You know what you did or didn’t cause .
You know what was courage or wasn’t chivalry..
You recall the loss..
You gather the cause..
And then..
You take the most awaited pause..
After which you start looking beyond pictures.

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