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  Dec 2017 Scarlett
Jayantee Khare
What if, i didn't find my calling?
Do you love me the way i am?

Neither very attractive,
Nor hardworking.
Neither a sportsman,
Nor a marksman.
Neither an engineer,
Nor a doctor.
Neither a poet,
Nor an artist.
Neither a boon,
Nor a bane.

Do you love me the way i am?

My grades are not upto the mark,
Yet i could be much more than you could ask!

People call me vain,
Passions none to name.

May not fulfill dreams cherished by you,
May not walk on the path shown by you!

Do you love me the way i am?

All what my peers have is better than mine!
For me, unconditional love is just fine!

Oh my dear parents!
Am i not worthy?

Maybe someday I'll find my calling!
Till then, please love me the way i am?
This write is inspired by a teenager, who is under pressure to perform better. Parents try to impose their aspirations on their children...but the child has something else in mind...all five fingers are not equal.. let's learn to accept them the way they are...a person good for nothing, excelling in nothing does have a right to be happy..should not be condemned...
Let ethereal fingers
   of my thoughts
      reach out
    like wisps
           of
drifting
          smoke
        to
           enfold
every inch of* [you]
     in a spectral
  lovers embrace.


A thousand miles
they shall reach
as I recall
[you]
      a smile
envision
[you]
  brown eyes
      and the gentleness
                  of
[us]
        sweet touching flesh.

Let my thoughts
   return to me
     the taste
     of
[you]
  honeyed lips
    the touch
     of
[you]
  warm hands
   the beauty
   of our kiss
   of our love.


             Allow I feel
                  [you]
          within my heart
           your presence
          holding me tight
            and the warmth
                 of our
          flesh entwined
             throughout
              the silent
               of night.


Embrace with me
       my love
  of flamed     memories
          of passion
      we have shared.


Yet look ahead
          with longing
               for greater
                      yet to be
within these
       beautiful moments
                recalled
                            of

­                               [you]
                                   and
                                        *[me]….
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