My voice is choked,
I gulp water hurriedly
searching for the inhaler
for the first time in days.
I remember how on her deathbed
my granny used her inhaler,
putting it in mouth
and choking afterwards
vehemently.
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12 NOV 2020 AT 9:23
9 AUG 2018 AT 23:46
We all get choked by the asthma of Expectations...
Maybe we can take an Inhaler
of Happiness?
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10 JUN 2021 AT 19:01
The Inhaler
White in colour,
long in shape,
with a dead straight face,
and in a sucked up phase.
Some use to be helped,
some use to be liked,
everyone knows what it does,
less to breathe free
and more to sympathize.
Seldom carries the keys to work,
looks at people's noses to smirk.
Screwed often up and down,
sometimes happily and
sometimes with a frown.
All in all, a space achiever
in the bowl of keys,
or a hanger in the board
of sorry pleas.-