She stood;
chin raised,
facing moonbeams.
The light only
gifted me half
of her face.
It was enough.
I could understand
why the night
held on to most
of her beauty.

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Its a new day today
clouds and the sun, painted
all over the blue canvas
while I sit and sip my tea
and enjoy this happy feeling,
all worries kept at bay,
just bothered 'bout my biscuit
kept on the glass tray
whether to dunk it in the tea
or to taste it the crispy way
Why to think so heavy
its just the beginning
breathe a little now, relax
while the air is fresh and breezy
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