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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

The Bus

The bus arrived and she wasn't there..
No one to leap towards me at my very sight
No one who at every moment holds me tight
No one who can constantly talk about their day
No one who pats my head and says I love your hair
No one who smiles like they care
And for that I run everyday to get my fair share
As soon there will be a day..
That will have no bus to stare..
Just endless layer of mixed emotions..
Right then The bus arrived and her smile.. appeared through open doors..
Jumped out at me to catch her..
Started talking as I thought ohh boy
How will one not miss these days once they are over..
Like my mom does..
And soon I will.

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