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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

Home

 Somewhere,

 Somewhere, 

 Somewhere,

There needs to be a home, that will take me,

That will sound familiar, that will have the faces from whom I learnt to grow up with...

They will know what I want to say,

They will always ask me to stay,

And will stare at my steps as I keep walking through the door..

But,

Somehow,

Somehow,

Somehow,

I have lost my way,

I can't find the house,

There are blinds on windows,

There are whispers like a mouse chasing me away..

Who are you?

Where are you coming from?

What do you want?

They keep asking..

And I say nothing,

While they shut the door,

as I still keep standing

next to no more...


*pic courtesy - pinterest- redbubble.com




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