Just a stroll

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: May 10, 2016

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Just a stroll on my terrace in this cold day,
Saw some pigeons resting & children enjoying there play…

 

I went to the extreme to take a look,
The picturesque scenery got me hooked ….

 

There sat a boy who was playing with wood,
So much engrossed, to make a hood….

 

He sank so deep in that woody-creation,
That nothing else could lure his attention…..

 

And there was a girl, cleaning chairs,
With such affection as does a little girl comb her dolls hairs. …

 

I stood there; envying their state,
Mulling about self & cursing my fate….

 

I wish I could inherit there tranquil quality,
And live in each moment with totality….

 

In that moment came a thought with strife,
Will this not happen later in that woody-boy’s & cleaning girl’s life....

 

When they will leave the childhood-heaven life,
And will join the adulthood where they will be slaughtered with worldly-knives…


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