The farther you go, the closer your memories, no where to go, and don’t want to go.
Counting days, every day, to be with you again.
Eyes well up, tears roll down, feel the heart crack deeper.
Not for me, for you my dear, little sacrifices in life is fair .
Guilt pricks hard, harder to bare, keeping you really farther.
Counting my days to be near, holding your hands my little angel.

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never challenge life.
Challenges make you,
YOU.
Undervalued you,
till the challenges.
Challenges bring out you
know that when
you see YOU.

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Wrong hearts and wrong minds, dwell in we.
Live, let live a few say,
I live and I should say many.
Pushes under the carpet, yours,
lifting fingers here for sure.
This ain’t the society,
I pity.
Choices of life each makes ,
who the fuck are you to say.
My life my way,
better walk your way.
My path ain’t yours,
your business is yours.

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with no fear.
Fear is a fear if you fear.
Fear not says the head and the heart.
But I do, the same head and the heart.
Fear is a mask worn by a many.
Unmask the fear to face the fear.
Stops you the fear from winnings and blessings.
Fear not thou, says the God too.
Fight back the fear to win your battles .
Battles are won with no fear.

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would speak many lives.
What missed to speak
lives after lives.
Would live to speak
the death of lives,
dreams untold
and dreams of lives.
Books have lives
with breath and air.
Breath lives in
for books to live.
Lives do end
with the end of breath.
Books do live
to speak many lives.

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to believe in me.
Bare we came
and bare we go.
Nothing we brought,
to take and go.
None stays endless,
yourself you have,
and forever you have
the you in you.

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The more I see life,
the more I want life.
A life to live, not just to live.
Wanting life more, than I ever wanted,
just to be happy that I never landed.
The more I think, the more regrets,
for squandering oh! my precious life.
Beautiful it is, life indeed,
fold it not, in hands to read.
Let it fly, like the wind above,
nothing to stop and nothing to hold.

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The moon sings mellifluous,
vanishing in thin air.
Nobody knew and nobody knows.
The big-eyed owl danced it all.
Allured the darkness,
the song in the air,
traveled on breeze
and stroked the stars above.
Flashing and flickering, the molten-gold danced.
Diamond- dust tossed,on the veil of darkness.
Dance for the song , the song from the moon,
that nobody knew and nobody knows.
A beacon of hope for the one who is lost,
dance like the stars that heard not the song.
Dance with hope to hear the song again,
the mellifluous song that nobody knew.

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Not all Wonder-Women Need Capes
‘ I don’t care’ is what this world has seen.
Amongst those stand a few, ‘ I do care’.
Not the job that defines you,
it’s the care that defines you.
Noble it is, the service you do. It’s not the job, BUT you.
Care is the healer to weaker soul.
Faster we heal, with your love and care.
Strangers you are, yet you care,
not just your job, but humanity as well.
God bless your service, and your family too.
Longer you live to serve more and more.
Not all nurses are born to serve,
hand-picked few, show how much you care.
Your attitude is our gratitude,
words not enough to thank you both.

Dedicated to: Sister Jenny and Aji!!!!

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thou alienated by blood-ties,
it’s better off alone.
Stranger you feel, yet together,
un-bounded, but bounded.
neither hear nor share,
time-less bond with no bonds.
Better off alone says the brain,
holds the heart, pleads to stay.

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