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Sparkling  eyes,  cheerful  smile
Although
We hide thundering storms in
Our hearts
yet still we whisper to be
found
It might break your soul but it will also make you a stronger
:-anand adhikari

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Crush

It was a crazy day
I imagine my heart sing
I saw that way
My phone got a ring
The way that, I cling
I was happy and dot
I fling
Over thinking, I shot
Suddenly I stood like a jot
My mind flee
I said not
I dressed up glee
I went to meet him, he removed his hat
By reavling our thoughts,
We finally sat.
By. Nazia makandar (19509).

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I was walking down the street one day
When I herd you Sing
And you came my way
Oh what a lovely Ring
Why would you dare to Cling
Oh I see a aeroplane looks like a dot
Oh you missed a class what a Fling
I herd you were Shot
You don't seem to Jot
Oh I am shy I want to Flee
You think you can out run me you can not
When I got the popsicle I was in Glee
Oh what a lovely lady, you look nice in that Hat
When I was tired on a chair I Sat

-divyashree nayak

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Deep like the ocean
Were your thoughts in motion,
Trying to dodge people
But in the end feeling every emotion

Wanting to be loved,
You increase all your expectations
But in the end what do you get ? Only depression!

Life goes on,
You see there are changes in your situation
You start loving yourself because you realise,
You deserve the love from the nation
Because what matters is how/who are you?
Instead of who were you?

By Jaslinda Gomes

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At the end of the day
My heart began to sing
Bcz he was on the way
Finally a doorbell ring

While walking towards him flowers i cling
I wore a gown with white dot
Just like crimminals i tried to fling
And i open a door just like gun shot

He had never flee
From his responsibilities towards nation
Looking at me he rubbed my hands with glee

He took off his hat
Finally we slowly sat

- Mina Gurav

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It was a boring day
Suddenly he began to sing
As the wind flew that way
And his heart ring
Ears with elegant earing cling
There was a dot
As his eyes gave a fling
She looked back, he was dead shot
He looked down, his heart jot
He looked up, she suddenly have been flee
'No its not'
He wasn't glee
As a sign, she dropped the hat
Understood, grabbed the hat and sat.

Vishank, 19570

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It was a hideous day
But I wished to sing
I guess it was the way
That voices seemed to ring
The way that they cling
On a board like a dot
It was supposed to be a fling
But I guess worth a short
There was doubt just a jot
My courage seemed to flee
But troubled I was not
My voice filled my heart with glee
And so with my battered hat
Drowning my sorrows there I sat.

-Sweta Sharma

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“Hope this won't be your last day”,
My petrified heart started to sing.
I looked around, no one stood my way.
Here I lay, trapped inside a ring,
Struggling with the chains that had my hands cling.
Then she came, her forehead had a bloody dot.
She yanked my hair and then had them fling.
I looked into her eyes, they were bloodshot.
Inside my head, an escape plan jot.
I told myself, “I have to flee”.
Hearing my thoughts, she said, “No, you will not.”
Curving her lips, I noticed her glee.
From her accomplice, she took a hat,
Scraping the chair against the floor, opposite she sat.

- Karina Sequeira

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IN DENIAL I SING - Sonnet by Nasween Beig

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IN DENIAL I SING - Sonnet by Nasween Beig

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I held his hat, trying hard to forget that day
In melancholy I sing,
While I'm still trying to path my way
I fear the doorbell ring,
As on myself I have to cling
I try hard to vanish the scar dot,
But these are my emotions I'm unable to fling
And rather end up with the same shot,
I sob and sob and my wounds I jot
Embracing them while I want to flee
But I may not,
Not end up in the glee
Grieving and sobbing I still hold the hat
As in there, in denial I sat.

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It was a Saturday,
Excited about the weekend i began to sing
I heard a voice say "sir, your jacuzzi is this way"
Startled i woke up to hear the ring
On the bed i lay cling
I noticed a large pink dot
I screamed with a fling
It was worth a shot
Staring at my cat making paper jot
I thumped my foot on the ground and watched my cat flee
And suddenly i heard a yell, "can you not!"
To which my cat gave me a glee
She tore apart my hat
As on the ground she majestically sat.

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The Rhymes
It was a very good day.
On the way the bird sing.
I was the on the lonely way.
I heard the bell ring.
Of the cycle cling.
Saw one dot.
And my dog fling.
I gave stone shot.
On that man jot.
And my anger flee.
Just said not.
Felt the glee.
I got the hat.
And just sat.

Sanket Gaikwad

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1 ………………………………………………… Day

2 ………………………………………………… Sing

3 ………………………………………………… Way

4 ………………………………………………… Ring

5 ………………………………………………… Cling

6 ………………………………………………… Dot

7 ………………………………………………… Fling

8 ………………………………………………… Shot

9 …………………………………………………..Jot

10 ………………………………………………… Flee

11 ………………………………………………… Not

12 ………………………………………………… Glee

13 ………………………………………………… Hat

14 ………………………………………………… Sat

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It was like every other day.
I could hear the birds sing.
So I went that way
To hear the church bells ring.
There were two little girls with a book, I saw them cling.
They were no bigger than a dot
Then suddenly I saw her fling
The other girl avoided the shot
And the painter  across the street decided this was a scene to jot.
I blinked the girls disappeared, did they flee?
The painter beckoned me to come there, should I go or should I not.
As I approached him, his face full of glee.
I sat next to him and took off my hat.
Hello there my friend he said as I sat.

Mythily Zanjal 19528

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Poetry