suhana lulu

My wish,
i wished to be a lover;
Lover of words and letters.
I wanted to read
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One lazy holiday morning,
When I was a silent small kid
with all the mischiefs kept inside
wanted to climb the small hill
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A tiring long night
usually fed with good sleep
but that day eyes just kept awake
maybe of,
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There is always joy and grief behind every breath you live,
There is chance for regret and longing in every moment you pass,
That unconscious choices you make in these flashes sort you whom you are.
I regret, I grieve, I cry, I shout;
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I like to wake up to see the waking sun,
But that old lazy habit and love for late night
won't let me to
and so I wake alarmed and panicked.
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After a few days of rain and wind
Did the sun shine today,
so the birds and flies cheered.
When the ray went down
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Forgettable are they,
so silly,
yet memorable, minute moments of joy
Some childhood images so clear and vivid
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A small house under the tabebuias
With sparrows nesting in them
Chirping to wake me up from sleep and naps.
Purple pink yellow violet and white
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It was the day i was blessed
I still fall in love with the memoirs of that day.
All the pampering and eyes upon me.
smiles and welcomes,
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When ‘m joyful, I can hear
wholehearted laughs
and uncaring wide smiles
everywhere.
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My mother's magenta bougainvillea
Marked every onset of summer.
The summer we children wait a whole year
Arrives with full of fruits and flowers.
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