Sheel Patel Poems

Every morning I wake up
Wake up to make it better
Sometimes I run down the stairs
Sometimes I just walk
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Orange..........the light one.........The evening sky,
Looking so patient and cold, before turning into harsh red
At that time…….I was afraid….looking through the final glares, I Wonder
whether frightened birds were coming back or going away from the Horizon? ? ?
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Walking in the early morning
Crushing the fresh grass under my feet
I looked back....you were there
Just following my steps
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Finally you gave it a shape.
Cloted after a long voyage,
Voyage in the form of whiskey.
It've been through an icy desert,
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Mad in love with, I felt a sweet swift in my heart.
Pinched everyday in my mind though the heart was completely devoted.
Provided console with lots of self contend and dabbled with the emotions.
Unable to resist the deluge of blood through my veins.
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