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It's raining again.

The sky has opened
her abyssal mouth,
pried open her
sea-foam lips to
spill her song

I've been running
laps across
the puddled streets
the autumn streets
the dimly lamplit
ocean streets,
the wolf-run
alleys and
their
scars

How far must I
run
before I find an
answer to the
questions
that sting
the sea
my mind
and
how many rains
will it take
before I'm too
cold and
soaked to
hold up my tireless
mind who
will not rest its
paddling and's
plagued by thoughts
of you and
who I'm supposed
to be

It's raining again
undersea
Odd
A drop of even
with a hint of odd
continue fighting
without a thoughtful nod

as long as one is one
and two is two
religion works
and spreads like flu

question rises
and beliefs are shaken
when even hides
and odds awaken

then

The tunnel of light
and the ray of hope
suddenly turns dim
and difficult to cope

odd shines
alone in crowd
even dies
Sleeping in proud


Manisha
Here even refers to daily routine ,regular action .
Odd is out of the league,  different,  not following the herd
We all have defects and flaws
Some are more hidden
Behind disguises or walls
They are still there
Just have to look deeper inside
We are all imperfectly perfect ~  Unified
~
Our style is unique
We call it our own
No need for any masks
Our cover is blown
Its the mistakes that makes us
Who We Are
~
So let's love our flaws and all
Embrace them
Like our very own *Wrecking ball
Plastic smiles,
Plastic bodies,
Plastic lives,
Plastic words,
Fake
Fake
Fake
Fake,
Maybe its the latest trend,
Plastic smile to avoid  being questioned,
Plastic body in hope to be perfected,
Plastic lives to impress and draw attention,
Plastic words to try to fit into some section,
So here's the drill;
A fake smile hurts even more than a teardrop,
A fake body;doesn't change the inner you,and that's what's major
A fake lifestyle,only leaves you stressed out for no good reason,
Fake words,drain you and your conscience.
Be real,be you..there can never be another you,
You're beautiful/handsome;there can never be a more beautiful/handsome you.
#opinions.
Btw
Not everyone goes under the knife coz they hate themselves.for some its a need - I understand.
Let's  work on our inner selves to be at peace with our physical selves atleast.
Him
In your own impulse,
Open the bottle.
Put his breath inside,
Close it.
Put the bottle on your chest,
and sleep...
-d.a
just sleep & think how warm he is…
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