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Hold the grains of sand in your fist- you can’t for long
It slips and slides, grain by grain out of that tight grip
Try to hold your breath in the lungs- you can’t for long
Atom by atom the air rushes out to the atmosphere
Why do we try to capture that is out of our ability
Why not just indulge in the moment, take a deep breath
And then let it go…….
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Here she sits by the grave of a fallen hero
Her flowers are wilted, her dress rugged
But she is here to remember him who was lured
With the glamour of war and victory to his grave
Out of the vast quantity of treasures captured
Only a tidbit of it was delivered as his share
No name or fame came to him in life or death
Here he lies buried in the tomb of nameless soldier
Don’t berate those who give their lives without reward
Curse those who propagate war for their personal gains
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Sunday
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Is fragile, easily broken, it needs a backing
Of conviction and faith to make it strong
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Sunday
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silentscreamsspiritdying. The cruelty and injustice have finally killed human decency and the spirit is mourning it!”
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Sunday
Joey came in the middle of the night and knocked on his parents bedroom door. His mom got up to see what was the problem.
“Mom it is coming for me! I am afraid and I can’t go to sleep. Can I sleep in your bed tonight?”
“But baby, what is coming for you? I don’t see anything here to frighten you” She said reassuring her six year old son.
“The dinosaur is coming to get me. They swallow little children whole with, they have huge jaws!”
Sally got the reference and cursed her husband’s folly when he watched Jurassic world with their son that evening. She gave Joey a hug and took him to sleep with her in her bed.
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Sunday
survives
vehicles have roared past it
Some perilously close some over it
But none have touched it or marred it
Enticingly it sits in the middle of a busy road
Perhaps waiting for the prince charming
To wake up his sleeping beauty with this magic apple
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Sunday
Colors are bursting
From my heart and soul
Diffusing into the atmosphere
Can you see the delightful hues mixing in the air
In this world where we see struggle and strife everywhere
I like to throw colors into the air coloring the clouds
So that rainbow-colored rain can fall on us all
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Sunday
Nighttime approached quickly quietly these days. She stood on the pavement near the traffic lights and waited patiently.
Someone may yet buy her handmade masks. The night was falling fast and she hadn’t sold enough to buy food for her family or to buy fabric to make more masks.
An unexpected glitch in the traffic signal system brought traffic to halt for a longer time and it was lucky for her as the people waiting for the light to turn green bought all the masks.
She went home with enough money in her pocket. She hoped that this malfunction would happen tomorrow as well.
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It’sgrabbingbooks and the lamp standing in the corner. Outside she set up the lamp connecting it to an outlet in the porch.
don’tunderstandwatchingdon’tbringreadingit’sofhappytalkingabout establishing her reading corner.
Inside her siblings and mom didn’t even notice that she was sitting outside with her books.
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