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Mar 2019
The boy picks up a pebble,
Determined to make it skip four times
But he knew not of the blood and the rubble,
The ripples made by powerful men's crimes.

But this little boy was happy,
For ignorance was indeed bliss
With each skip of his stone,
Someone embraced Death's kiss.

skip

The world on fire,
A blackened sky
A soldier held his brother,
Telling him not to cry.

"But it hurts" said the brother,
"My heart is filled with fright!"
Lying with a pained smile, the soldier said,
"You'll be alright".

skip

Under the starry sky
A little girl sleeps,
Freezing from the wind and hunger
Her little brother close, she keeps.

"I'm hungry" said the little boy,
Tears welling in his eyes
"Here, I have some bread left",
Seeing his smile, her hunger flies.

skip

The woman lifted a rock
and then another,
Looking for her heart
Continued, the mother.

The city in chaos, someone asked,
"Sister! Can I help you?"
"No" said the mother, swallowing her tears,
In her hands, a little red shoe.


The pebble sunk on the third skip,
And so did the little boy's heart
He would come back again tomorrow
For a fresh new start.
Raunak
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Raunak  22/M
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