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This Gravy Train is pulling out of the station
Leaving the freeloaders behind
It's never too late to erase mistakes in the making
Saving the taxpayer a whole lot of dimes

Got it all wrong when they stayed too long
Inside of their gambling car
They've wasted our dues to the point they don't
Have any more wishes to throw at the stars

That's what you get with the Government
And not a soul that you know to take blame
They call it a gift when it's our money spent
As we happily wave bye, bye, to The Gravy Train
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Àŧùl
Probably you didn't expect it,
Right when I saw your name,
Alas, I recalled her identity,
Tasked with exploring the possibility,
I lost myself into her calm,
Beautiful like the night,
Hiding her hurt heart,
Atul failed to entice you in his charm.
My HP Poem #2048
©Atul Kaushal
In this life of do or die
Could we put it all aside
The senselessness of difference
Between you and I

Have you see the things I see
Are not haphazard crazily
What it looks like from my side
As you’ve been led to believe

Can I do the same for you
Take hate and turn it loose
Do all I can to understand
Exactly what you’re going through

Could we put it all aside
The difference between you and I
Holding hands with less demand
There is no telling what we’ll find

If we put it all aside…
we met again,
two strangers,
carrying the same memories.

time stopped too,
when our eyes met,
whispered hello.

but this time,
we walked away,
knowing the future.
right time, right person.... just not fated :)
I walk alone,
where the sand forgets me.

Water calls ahead,
"It looks real",
"But so does a mirage".

My throat begs,
but my mind doesn't trust.

So,
I watch from afar.
POV-
hope vs fear
The drive is long,
the wind colder.

Mist hides the stars,
maybe they were never there.

The scent of rain,
softens the world,
our eyes close,
the moment feels,
gold.
I recently went on a small family trip and took the window seat, hehehe… Andddd, I just couldn’t sleep! It was cold, but
the dark sky, the few twinkling stars, the crescent moon, the cold winds, the dancing trees, and just silence…

Goddd, I will never forget it!!
 6h
irinia
The temple bell stops -
but the sound keeps coming
out of the flowers.

Matsuo Basho
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