With your satiny hairs,
You amble without a normal foot.
But with a pristine look,
Your big eyes shines luminously.
Dear, Maybe people call you a handicap,
I call those bullocks a madcap.
Interestingly, what, I am a handicap mentally, here I reveal.
Everyday I fight inside the close door when night falls.
A few days ago your eyes have cried a lot,
Let me clear here, you are a daring person.
It gives me a reason to fight with his servants openly.
You are a bizarre, I don't know you Monica Sharma.
Though we did not shook our hands at all,
But whenever these eyes squints you,
A new story creates a History...
October.1.1997
Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins
When ever you walk around
You step on rocks beneath your feet
You hear a crunching sound
Where ever you go the earth and foot meet
The rock so cold and dark
The trees so brown and bare
If you happen to walk without shoes
You'll get cut or end up with an ugly mark
Or better ye get a bruise
Walking on glass would be a foolish dare
The sand is tan and dull
People say the earth is a beautiful sight
Or you have a beautiful soul
But they never wondered
What it would be like without light
The earth beneath you is dark and dreary
Damp and cold
It's like a horror series
Keeping the earth from falling
You could never hold
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