Musings are apt at times,
the scribbles of a poet is a
relieving at times,
The words though seems hard to
fathom at times,
The times ; you feel like mumbling,
mourning, scratching, shattering,
withering but not waiting!
It’s all I have been doing
but a reminiscence of a
giggling, swinging, elated girl
splashes over my mind
I remember the few words
from an unforgettable tale!
Blurted out by my mother,
“Have courage, Be Kind”
was said to smack the feeling
when everything just felt apt
to not to understand!
~Kashish~
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