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Feb 2015
The plain paper was about to turn into a page
but not as yet
not before the tiny little stories
were to be added
they had to be edited just right
battles were fiercest
when the mind rolled into doing things
an emotional storm building at the horizon of a new dawn
I peep through the tiny window
of oppurtunity
the golden rays merrily sun dancing into my eyes
welcoming me aboard to walk the red carpet of millennium miles
the treasure at the cove
was yet to be explored
a big room full of lighted bulbs
each hinting me to stare and pose at them
I needed to hurry up
and turn this into a glowing pen
merging a hope with a dream
awakening all sleeping doors
silencing all distressing screams.
7.2.2015
-Anju
Written by
Anju kapoor  India
(India)   
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     smriti chandra
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