Tag: poems
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autobiography in five short chapters
II was walking down the street.There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.I fall in.I am lost… I am helplessIt isn’t my fault.It takes me forever to find a way out. III walk down the same street.There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.I pretend I don’t see it.I fall in again.I can’t believe I’m…
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observe
I wonder how it was possible to walk for an hour through the woods and see nothing of note. I who cannot see find hundreds of things: the delicate symmetry of a leaf, the smooth skin of a silver birch, the rough, shaggy bark of a pine. I who am blind can give one hint…
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safe place
Oh the comfort,The inexpressible comfortOf feeling safe with a personHaving neither to weigh our thoughts,Nor words,But pouring them all right out, just as they areChaff and grain togetherCertain that a faithful handWill take them and sift themKeeping what is worth keeping andWith the breath of kindness,Blow the rest away– Dinah Craik
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loving and kind
Being independent is cool But that doesn’t mean You’re not dependent on your loved ones For their love and care No matter what you do No matter how much you earn To earn true affection and love from people You have to be loving and kind © Vrunda Chauk Hi friends, This is just a…
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Enchanting love
I saw love Like a firefly Moving swiftly through the wilderness I was enchanted by its beauty For I had never seen something So pure so beautiful In my entire life I was engulfed by a strong desire I wanted to hold it Gently in my plams Look at it lovingly Nourish it with my…
Vrunda Chauk 