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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

Change The Playlist

If it happens ..
To be the day..
Awful in it’s own way.
Clueless what to say.
Hold on to your fist..
Try changing that old playlist.
Lot of songs..
deleted..
That remind..
Of ways you pleaded..
Ending up getting weeded.
On to daily chores.
Songs that lead tears..
Trample within folklores.
That’s not the need..
Even though the mood is at greed.
Add new songs to be freed.
Still can’t resist?
The old lot..
Which is the thing with soft spot.
End the never ceasing plot..
Sooner to stop messing up the clot.
Put some old ones if you insist..
But avoid repeat of that in the list.
Change the playlist..
Change it likewise…
Change it without going all nice..
With songs unheard before..
With songs that sink to your core..
Songs that forget weaknesses..
That ease through patterns..
Of colorful sequences..
Dragging to footloose..
Ending up with counterfeit snooze.

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