Shreej k.c Poems

A year can mend some
while rend others apart.
The same year can pour some blessing
while prove to others sour recessing.
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One fine sunny morning I saw her
tune up her favourite music
finally open the windows and peek
to feel the fresh air.
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He ran away clasping the moon
chasing the stars
and kept wishing her the same
while she stepped over far too many
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I stay silent as two of my friends argue
One calls himself an atheist
the other a devotee
They gaze at me asudden
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I recollect
We set out for a voyage
Despite across misty maze
You held my hands tight
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As we divide this earth into pieces
Hatred grows in us, an ugly excrescence
On guarding manufactured tribal severance
We forget to respect our individual difference
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Dragging thousand tufts, determined, I sailed
a ghastly figure, demon or angel appeared
averting the clash, I nearly drowned
a minute late to destiny, I frowned
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drop by drop
incessant you roll down
sunken shallows
unsown fallows
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My little niece of five
powders her face all white
rouges her cheek rosy red
like a cherry over unbaked bread
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Condensed cloud, wonted wind, the hill I ascend
I stare at the horizon, imagine the end
I shrug from the fantasy, they never really blend
I long to feel the raindrop on my face
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