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A little child who is sat On the edge of a playmat With his little peers, Each engrossed in their own worlds Which is sometimes contained in a dolls house, And at others in dump trucks or a stuffed Mickey … Continue reading →

In daring to dream There is a sense of thrill, And a purpose to life, For it no longer feels like a drill, Or an unending string Of monotonous routine; Instead, there is an eagerness In your every step, And … Continue reading →

When you feel all alone Every drop of joy Sapped of your bones, And the will to go on Is missing, just gone – When all you feel instead, In the blood coursing through your veins And your throbbing head, … Continue reading →

She was the quintessential starry eyed kid With a bag full of dreams, Most of which Were rather fancy, Perchance wild, But none meek, or mild. Then, life began to unfold The bag became harder to hold, And her dreams … Continue reading →

I am the pain in your belly That keeps you awake, I am the breath in your body That is life’s to give, and take; I am the soulful melody Surging through your soul Whether you listen to me Or … Continue reading →

When I was young, I was firmly Tethered to my parent tree, And although the summer breeze Tried to sweep me Off my proverbial feet Many a times, I was having none of it – Overhanging the merry brook As … Continue reading →

The little brown hare Knew no care, Living in a burrow At the edge of a lush meadow, Hopping along by the day And resting in the shadow Of the setting sun; Until one day When he almost became prey, … Continue reading →

Have you ever felt So out of breath, That even the deepest heave Fails to bring relief ? No facial orifice Seems big enough To let in, That lifesaver – A lungful of air. Maybe it is A season of … Continue reading →

The bag of jewels Was full, at first; Rubies, diamonds Emeralds and pearls. The little girl Held it close to her chest, She considered herself Infinitely blessed. Nobody knows When the hole Appeared Or how, But it must have, For, … Continue reading →

How nice it feels, To have the breeze Kiss your face, When you cross The finishing line, And win the race; The champagne, Medal and accolades, That come in succession, Add to your jubiliation. It is a moment in time … Continue reading →