A Thing of Wise

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Perhaps an old song

Cannot rewind old times nor,

Give life to bygones.






Perhaps yesterday

Cannot be undone; take back

All been said and done.






But who, what is more

Deserving of justice than

Love that took stance? None.






To look back is a

Thing of wise; Not to take chance

Just checking blindspot.

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Joy

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Taller happiness—

Fewer alphabets, in three

Spells life flourishing






Bright crescent between

Cheeks, showcasing shades of white

Lined up for a grin






Beyond the delight

In a song, a poem, a bliss,

In a kiss that slipped






Kind transcending through

Colors of spring, warm summer

S’mores in winter eve






Light feathered humming,

Carrying much hope and peace

In its gentle wings.