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From the person of low life
To the person with class high
I am the standard one between
With lots of feelings and deeds
From the picture from others mind
Its what i think i must abide
But i become the soulful creature
Where my soul should have not accrued even
My business should be the honesty in me
Not the people disgusting me
I hope to find the real people
Before i ruin the reality in me..
Maybe i am not so perfect
But i know how to reflect
Maybe i represent a faded picture
But my life is such a great mixture
Maybe i lie and die everyday
But my smile never departs for a day
Maybe i have alot of tough dares
But with them i have people to care
Maybe i am not in a perfect mood
But i have a situation to tackle and crude
Maybe life is full of lost games
But it also sometimes provide us fame
Maybe life is sometimes abhorrent.
But its wonderful if we are adherent...!

--A.A.
Day goes on and days pass by
i don't know what m doin right now
I linger here n i mingle there
i don't know what am upto
This filthy mood n layering roof
Shutting doors n ringing phones
Chucking people n ******* weather
Strange outlook n fishy monsoon
Winters heading n lethargy prevailing
Less laconic n more problematic
More on fashion less in season
Exhausted fights n dull lights
To sweep all out magic has to be loud

—A.A.
We know how to be perfect but still we are imperfect
We know the situation but still want to be in confusion
We know how to be brave but still choose to be afraid
We know how to be strong but still are insearch of arms
We know to listen to our conscious but still go for alternate
We know how to smile but still hunt for reasons
We know the sadness inside is due to our insight
We know we are special but still want to hear
We know the desires are endless but still we are reluctant..

— The End —