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There will be a single spark of light.
But not from the stars. Because even them,
they have shied away and have forgotten.
Here, only from my birthday candle
casting shadows waltzing the wall
and the chilly wind whistling a tune,
sending wisps of wishes, for tonight.
While the rest of the world snoozes
in its deafening silence. Getting used
with the normalcy of [...]

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Like a man in his fishing, so is writing.
You throw the fishing rod as if throwing on chances
while anchoring your boat on a chosen spot. In the open water.
 
And your fishing line sink deep in the ocean of words. You wait
in the hope that the hook lay captive to some imaginary mouths
snapped on a bait, [...]

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Bicycle Ride

Father, I remember-
waiting for you
on my birthday
And they say,
you’ll bring home
a present like
what other boys have.
I wish of a little toy
I will ride along
in the neighborhood.
And try to belong.
 
Father, I forgot
how long-
I have chased
the speed of days,
counting roosters
that have crowed
at dawn break.
All the hope
that have died
and buried inside. I forgot
the tears that have dried.
 
Father, quite [...]

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