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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

Pity

When you took a look at me..
What did you feel ?
You never said..
I never asked..
Now that you are gone..
I think whether I should have.
Wonder what those eyes..
Took off me..
Loitering by my side..
They used to ease by me.
Now that you are gone..
I think what they did though.
Not every soul digs deeper..
Not every one you meet is a keeper..
Eagerness in one’s eyes..
Gives in to trouble..
Narrow is the resist..
Wiser are amiable.
Now that you are gone..
I think you sure did.
When you looked at me..
You found your fool.
When you stood out on me..
You still had your fool..
Figuring out questions..
While all the answers..
Had faces drawn all over me.

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