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I fell down amid the streets  got up dusted myself wishing  noone had seen how I have been wishing a path to light beyond this wrath to fight beyond  this aftermath  but nothing so far wishing for  the next turn after this heavy run  that can predict  that the fall can be fun wishing for lesser bleed that doesn't stain the meed but only calms down the greed within that speaks of being sober  wishing for greater stride when I climb down  the mountain of pride while I see faces that grinched  at me over and over wishing fate to debate until after the slate to be wiped clean from constant slaughter wishing pain to be part of very much everything so that you  aren't left alone under a sad looking stone  *pic courtesy pinterest art collection

A Cup Of Tea




Says a lot
Makes me steal a thought
Or two..
Takes me through a journey of stories
Quiet a few..
Where conversations 
Made eyes giggle..
Where someone had no clue..
That their morning was slipping through..

A Cup of tea..
On a train..
With the hustle and bustle of 
Fellow passengers..
Who were strangers last night..
But now you are wondering..
When will her brother stop the fight...
And when the next stop comes..
Will the boy get his kite that flew right over..


A Cup of tea..
While chasing your baby
Your tea gets cold..
But you sip it at one gulp..
As you hold her tight..
When she puts up a fight..
Not to go to school..
As even you don't want to get her out of sight...

A Cup of tea..
With friends in town..
They end up waking up early..
And you smell the cardamom flavor..
The chatter goes louder with every sip..
You find it harder to keep away..
From the last tip of a remaining cookie..
While you ask your friend to make another
Cup of tea...

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