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Life at a glimpse, when taken as one day at a time seems extremely amusing. But look at the years, look at the days, aren’t they all alike? What if you had a little fun one day, what if you had a little excitement in an otherwise dull day; when you contemplate you find life’s monotony, the tedium nature of it that overshadows all the other things which make it adorable…..

Submitted:Jun 22, 2012    Reads: 152    Comments: 25    Likes: 10   

Every dusk I see the sky turn red
I hear the merry birds chirping
I feel the wind with its calmness
and the earth groping the darkness

like a tree in spring, I whoop with my thoughts
the bulk of leaves are my beloved ones
they're in my satchel, with the straps cutting in
not one to lose no choices to choose
got to carry it along till the day I live
with abyssal emotions and love for all.
Grievances of them I take compassionately
obliterating their darkness, I jitter to fall.

My exulting parents, I've made them proud,
though tomorrow begins with pride all zilch
the burden of obligations, never blots
keeping me steady till every summit is sought.

Efforts and hard work when end in smoke
as a seer I feel enervated
I draw inspiration from the ant on the wall
and rise and run, whenever I fall.

I have my moments, I've my days,
I sing and dance like spring ,but,
the monotony of life makes the flamboyance stray
making me feel like just living till the judgement day.


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