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Day 311 in 2017

There’s always a fruit hidden somewhere behind the leaves;

Don’t look for dead leaves,

For you’ll get nothing more than ashes;

Hunt for the hidden treasures!

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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.

Day 299 in 2017

Life could be a contradiction;

The weak is avid,

The poor is opulent,

And the faint is pellucid.

All breathe under one tainted sky;

All wander down the defiled land.

(Delayed) Day 295 in 2017

Do you hear the buzz from each corner?

When all are so caught up around the table,

Deep into the mind of one another,

Ushered by the mind-blowing utterance, yet so simple.

(Delayed) Day 294 in 2017

There’s always extra vibe on Friday,

Along with extra smile towards the end of the day,

Easy day, tough day, you name it,

Everyone is looking forward to celebrate it.

(Delayed) Day 293 in 2017

To commune is wise,

As one can never live alone,

Though one is standing alone,

One needs to take and give the vibe.

(Delayed) Day 292 in 2017

When the stars land on the city,

The night seems hype,

As the tiresome beings run back to their identity,

There’s no more to hide… no more to hide.

(Delayed) Day 291 in 2017

Rushing through the present,

All are striving to get there soon,

Chasing the time as if it would be absent,

But kairos rules in the end.

(Delayed) Day 288 in 2017

Dreaming of walking on the clouds,

Overpassing reality,

On the way towards the next reality,

Under the blue sky – on top of the steps, standing proud.

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