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Are you okay? Yes I am.. But I wasn't , As I responded to that, Because what else to say, When you aren't, Are you feeling good? Yes I am.. When I wasn't, But how will it help, If I responded for real, Do you need water? Yes I want.. But just shut down, The surrounding chatter, With infinite laughter, I couldn't bear, The noise, Inside me growing larger, Than my voice that was, Shaking my exterior poise, My daughter, Came closer.. As she held my, trembling hand, As she whispered, Mom, it will get better.. My partner, Looked at me, And wanted me to know.. It's okay, Not to be okay, Getting drunk, And throwing up.. Is all part of growing up, Till the part, Where you start loving, Just water again.. My mom and dad, Comforted me,  That although sad as it looks, Things aren't that bad.. As explained by the books, Relationships and people, Are the ones that make you stable, While everything else, Can topple,   Well, there will be loads of trouble, But more than that t


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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