foot

It creates a story in me...

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...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Its very weird we do not know each other but still can relate my past with you and your name itself was a blow to me. This write is not for sympathy but my respect towards you of what you are. Though you are not different but extraordinarily different in your swag.

Kisi apne ki yaad dilati hain aap..

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*The Earth Beneath You*

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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