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ajit peter Aug 2016
Movie theatre earns my respect
The poor gets front seat
ajit peter Aug 2016
If you find people below small
Wear glasses of humility
ajit peter Aug 2016
If money grows on trees
The axe replaced by ladder
ajit peter Aug 2016
Love found online
And mobile phone charge
Seldom lasts long
ajit peter Aug 2016
In an open heart they walk
Healing words they talk
Promised tis doth not end
With a labelled term friend

Chart they our hearts to smile
With our life in lonesome mile
Some so far some near
Some from childhood held dear

May be time away a lot
Or a better friend got
May be hated by action found
Or a pain that persist around

Yet each heart doth deserve
A love of friendship to preserve
For each heart doth care
Being well dead or alive to share

To talk or share need not be
To stop being a friend a right to thee
Yet to the other who friendship gave
Fade not without a good bye friendship to save

To many who come into our lives as friends and vanish without even a good bye wondering in our hearts what went wrong
  Aug 2016 ajit peter
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I don't know how to love
without wanting more.

I don't know how to swim
when there is no shore.

I don't know if there's an after
when the present is sculpted from before.

I won't know love
if love is nothing but lore.
ajit peter Aug 2016
Yet to be born from womb
Society doth define our tomb
Birth be not our choice
Cry of a baby a defiance voice
A child to adult we grow
Shackles of society dulls our glow
Unknown path feared to take
Lost our dreams in society's wake
Compared to others in life
A rat race causing hearts strife
Abused are the weak
Blamed by natures freak
A neighbour better envied
An innocent in vanity deceived
Shackes cast by society's die
Hearts loving tears doth dry
Live to be just live to care
Shackles of society abhors to care
Begs he for food begs he for a life
Hated he for tis be his life
None to help none to care
Shackles of society prevents to share
The need of tomorrow today sought
Society's standards pains bought
A child to adult we grow
Seeking societies conformity to glow
The failed  looked below
The winners looked above
Scandals and gossip talk of the town
To the different ,society a mocking clown
Break free oh heart that rage
Let not thy passion held in cage
For long held by shackles as sage
Time to live thy dream written page

Break free with love not hate
Fear not to change thy fate
Them that laugh at thee may be
Jealous as they can't be thee

Shackles society doth hold
To the weak in vanity sold
Happiness and true heart it doth not hold
Break free thy story ever be told
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