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Knowledge is not like water
It's like the nectar
We learn
and earn
knowledge
We quench our thirst


We behold
the seashells on the beach
the poisonous
fireflies
the silvery fountains
We use microscopes
telescopes
binoculars
However
We can view
a few
things
Lots
of things remain
unseen

We feel
We relax
We imagine
We listen
We disdain

At the end of the day
We're weary.
I love the way you talk
I love the way you smoke
I love the you rock
the parties
The DJs can't
excite
me
The disco lights fade.
the feeling is sporadically
my bestie
the feeling is frequently
my enemy
you
in the twinkle of an eye
you can revivify
me
"Only the wearer knows
where the shoe pinches"
Unfortunately
the self-centred societies
don't care about them
Consequently
their sufferings are being unnoticed
The increasing rate of refugees
is aggravated by violence.
The violinist
fiddled
The fragrant
flowers
of the vase
wafted
The sweet
sound
merged
into the flowery fragrances
...is a different way of life
to live, marriage, though
there's sweet and sour,
in it but love must
flood on the patience and
bigheartedness,
Even, "Malala" perceived
the light tinted the
bed in bedrooms
So, the arguments are
no more on marriage
because
a matrimonial ladylove
is more than
a call girl
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