Looking Back

Looking Back short poem

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Staring at the sky
on an early dawn of a day ,
when the light of twinkling stars
are still fighting to give peace ,
you are not fascinated .
Fascinated to hold your queer life freely back again.
You try to engulf the rudeness
bestowed down upon life .
But , alas! you can’t .

At the second phase of your life ,
when you have stepped to the 17th year ,
you feel weird braining about the rebukes
that you have successfully earned so far .
You try to imply peace and calm the hotness ,
jostling inside your pacing heart
you try to nose the cold breeze
winding freely in this weather ,
but , alas! you can’t.

Your head is stiffed ,
by the molested words been thrown
to you like sharp spheres ,
crossing your chest pouring red of your valued body .
you want to find peace .
You want to step out from the confronted rigidness
But you can’t .
You think about different things ,
you eye people , dancing out of melancholy .

And again for once you freeze yourself
in hope of lighted fortune .

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The best yoga of a day is reading a poem or a book .....A complete peace of mind and a refresher .... Things become easy when u have a complete mental peace .... Stop each and every work for 2 minutes , read a poem and i bet you will feel fresh all over again :)
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