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over the horizon soft moonshine
dense breath on your spine
my heart wanna shine, again tonight.
It was a time, without you
nasty nights and gray lights
broken ribs and dry roses.
Time Passed and I got you.
Break the rules and run with me.
Move your arm faster than sparks
Let the heart relax a little bit.
Let the cloud watching it
when we fly above
far from their eyeballs.
There was a boy
John was his name
Despite being noisy
He was my fav.
Dealing with him
Was not so easy
Maybe that’s why
I was affected so deeply.
Sugar and spice
And everything nice
He sure added
A twist to my life.
I would never forget
Fifth years are the best!
Source: Walking Under Moon
All day, do what you like
But don’t look at my eyes at night.
Cold air blowing ,below our ribs
We don’t need that silver seals
Just need your side.
To fly away from this world.
Two light body and grey feathers
Just save some little bit warm blood.
Eyes like the devil
I knew would destroy me
Voice like velvet
I knew would make me slip
Hair a jumbled mess
Don’t know if I am blessed
An innocent look that lurks
Almost hid the devilish smirk
Tough to tame
Was his heart
Too tough to claim?
Glasses covered his eyes
But nothing was hidden
Could he look into my soul
Like I could unbidden?
Inside of me
Wanting to burst
Like a storm at sea.
The waves crash
As if in a fight
The ripples exude
A strange light.
Is it always calm
After a storm?
Why don’t I feel so?
Like a raindrop
On the sea
Will I be lost
I would love to hold you close ;
I would love to feel you
Between my ribs,always.
I would love to walk with you
On the endless lonely road.
I would love to describe you
In front of every strangers.
I would love to sail with you,
With my tiny boat ,under blue moon.
I would love to travel with you
With a unfinished map.
I would love to grow roses
In my garden only for you.
I would love to find grasses and
Daffodils for you
Even in the deserts of this planet.
I would love to be the
Small pinkish bud of your balcony.
Rather than being shrub
At the queens garden.
I would love to eat corn with you
Even if other offers me
Fatty soup in frozen winter.
I would love to dream about you
Always, even if im standing on
My broken mountain.
I would love to be the chain
Of your neck.
I would love to be the rain drops
That touches and moves along
I would love to love you
I would love to write poems ,
Only for you; always.
I would love to shout for you
Day and night
Oooooo ooo ooowww
You’re the only moon
Of my sky.
I would love to stay awake
Beside you like a crazy vagabond.
I would love to die with you
And go to haven ,together.
If i have to chose only one soul
For my heart…….
Baibayyyy……its gotta be you
Gotta be you……
Once upon a time……A nine-year old kid sitting at his desk. His name is Samir . Today he came for a scholarship exam. He never attend any examination like this. His family was not so rich. He also have two sisters. So this exam is very much important for him and his family. If he able to score good then the scholarship money will help him to buy new books this time.
Samir is talented, as well as a hard worker. Like every other boy,he loves playing in green fields. But he do not play much because he know his father is a part time worker in a rice mill. Every day his father works whole day ,to see their smile at evening.
Samir don’t know much about the world . But he wants to be famous and to earn enough money that his father can enjoy everything without working in that rice mill.
Samir was always serious about study. He also have a good image in his school. So teachers recommended his name for the scholarship examination.
Samir got the question paper from a old lady teacher. The room is pin drop salient because the lady teacher scolding everyone who whispered for a moment. Samir started writing. Most of the answers of the question paper he know. He starts writing.
Samir brought two ink pens. One is black another is blue. But the teacher told them to write in back pen only . He surprised by listening such instructions first time.
The exam is one hour long. Samir did well only three questions of five marks each are left. But one question he can’t able to complete. He was lost in some thought for a moment. Suddenly a sound of dropping pen heard by all. No body showed attention to that sound. It was samir’s black ink pen. When he pulled out his pen from under the bench, he found the ink was broken.
Samir don’t know what to do now. He only had one black pen. Now he can’t answer remaining questions. He become very tensed. His face became dark and sweats came up on his little face.
He don’t know anyone in this room. He was also a shy boy to unknown persons. So he can’t even asks someone for a extra black ink pen . Now he was feeling guilty.
He began to weep silently. Sometime latter he realized a soft push from a soft fingur. A girl sitting at the bench beside him holding a beautiful black ink pen towards him.
The girl smiled and whispered very slowly…..
“Take it and complete your answers”.
Samir was speech less for a moment. He don’t know how to give thanks to the girl. He just started looking at her with big wet eyes.
The teacher shouted “-only fifteen minutes left”. Samir then quickly turned around and started writing down firstly.
He just completed all the answers in last moment. The final bell of the exam ranged. Now all students leaving the room and shouting loud. Samir was so happy now to find someone who helped him so much.
Samir whispered to the girl with his broken voice——..
“Your…. Pen.,; ummm… Thank you very much for this”.
The girl smiled and said with joyfully “it’s ok… I’m Rini,….mmm but for what, you are crying that time!? ”
Samir don’t know what to say, he became tensed again.
Rini placed her hand on samir’s shoulder and said…. -“hay it is nothing, look i only helped you a little bit isn’t it. Lets go our parents must be waiting ”
Both walking across a passage. Rini said -” i hope you get selected for the scholarship”.
Samir asked -” why?” .. Surprisingly.
Rini replied -” ummm…. Now you are my best friend and I’ll be proud of you if you get the scholarship. Isn’t it?”
Samir smiled first time in the whole conversation ……… And they began to walk towards the gate where their parents are waiting for them………
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