The prompt for today was to write a nine-line poem. I choose to write on the conflicting battle to be in dreams and to face reality.
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His majesty in a slumber of dreams
All he does here is swing like a child
only to fall into an earthquake of defeat
Reality it seems is a rumbling war
A soldier carrying guns as responsibilities, a confidence that depletes
But being attentive to what doesn’t exist
gives hope for the reality that squeals bittersweet
A tragedy deceived by my fabrication of slumber that runs wild
“Awaken!” screams reality, reminding me of my heartbeat
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Loved this one!
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Thank you 🙂
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Amazing. 🙂
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Thank you so much Sheetal 🙂 Hope you’re doing fine!
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I am doing great Rahul. Thanks for asking. 🙂
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Poise…poignant…interesting…well written…
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Thank you Sangbad! Hope you’re doing great man
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Am doing fine…thanks for asking…
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