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Day 306 in 2017

Blurry lights are absurd,

Just like your heart,

Dunno what you are picturing,

With those blurry feelings.

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Day 302 in 2017

Weekend walks in willingly,

Whooping with warmhearted works;

While we’ve been waiting without worrying,

Wisdom will water the words.

(Delayed) Day 290 in 2017

Serene and shady,

That’s all we need to start another week,

Knowing we’re going to be handy,

Facing the mountains of the darling work.

(Delayed) Day 289 in 2017

The heart is a mosaic of truth,

Where all that happened stay,

It purely keeps all as the truth,

And hard to let them go away.

(Delayed) Day 283 in 2017

Inadequate feeling creeps in,

As one lacks of light;

Unable to find the insight,

Of the indispensable course one is on.

(Delayed) Day 282 in 2017

Ah, it’s raining again now…

And all I can see is watery windows,

With sprinkles that blur the sight,

And then delay the flight.

(Delayed) Day 278 in 2017

Waiting for the birds to fly,

I toss the gleeful heart so high,

I’ve shed tears and let them dry,

All at the edge of my might.

(Delayed) Day 274 in 2017

Sitting quietly in the corner,

Silently converse with the self,

At the edge of losing the passion burner,

One questions the accountability of self.

(Delayed) Day 270 in 2017

An array of little lights,

Turns the stern black sky tender;

As an array of little kindhearted acts,

Turns the stern darkened heart brighter.

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