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Fright and flight

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 40; the fortieth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The theme for the month is "MAKE A WISH" Make a wish
Alluded the ball of glass bright
Snow flew inside it
And violin playing lightIt was a beautiful thing
Lucky to stumble on
Never was I asked
To wish anything on mindNow was the time
To ask for everything
Make dreams come true
And drop all witheringBut there was so much to ask
And so difficult to begin
Hundreds of desires
Will I get what’s not my fateWhat do I really want and need
Rose the question
When I blamed society
I was the tangled oneWhat's for me
And what's not right
Quest I searched all time
Answer I can only find insideBut my mind only chattered
Inside was a big chaos
It was the frightful fair
Where I was miserably lostI wanted answers
But it looked impossible
The more I tried
I got only more tangledI lost it …

The storm

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Sometimes days after the story is concluded Comes a restless evening When the silent winds blow Carrying the words of painful ending You think of the reason That changed two lives It was necessary to separate Love had to pay the price Was it early to give in Never in mind this question arose It was beautiful and alive But they buried it like bag of bones It was mutual and sensible Life is about moving on both said They dumped all the memories in a box And pushed in unused room at the end It was past and forgotten Moving on they had decided And their lives had moved on It was easy to be separated than united They lived what was expected of them Always happy they looked Conveniently ignorant of the dark room And the box that was locked Their mind had forgotten about the past And every one thing about the time It was a way of defence To separate from the pain in mind But it was not so simple and easy And an evening came when a storm blew The doors and boxes crumbled The hidden memories drew They pass the corridor And…