atraeyee purkait Poems

Change is the rolling stone…
Continuous and driven by cause,
Desiring a change is not enough…
Molding oneself with the change is the game.
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I saw her… I saw her… yes I saw her,
I saw my little white squirrel baby.
Hopping …jumping …playing between the trees,
Exploring the green garden in own way.
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'Aaouch, ” it hurts…
My crust singe when out in the sun,
Suns cream, lip balm & anti – tanning salve,
Elucidate it all, perfect!
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How I wish to have a time machine,
Travel back to good and bad times,
Undo the nightmares, spread love again,
Revive the moments yet again.
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Life has been a bitter cold,
The story of destiny remained untold,
Here I start the journey again…
Exploreing different phases gain
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