Why do you bother ever? Do you?
For, I am not your contestant
Like you are not mine, never!
You may be only an indicator
Of my real contenders: my limits which
I wish to make a ladder to the storeys.
But what you think my limits are
Are my strengths also
Can you wait so far, for me? No.
Then why infiltrate the LOC?
Play killjoys of illicit hide and seek,
That’s not the way you think right!
I know they say life is a hide and seek
But those who have open sky hearts only
Can play this gracious game!
Talk to me; tell me yourself
If I was busy doing my little chores,
Trying to infinite my tiny tot of time!
If you think I’m a grass carpet of green
You can walk and feel me under your feet
Or should you crush and make me thin?
But you know grass only grows, dies not
Spreads itself over the hardest rock,
Making the searing sun hard to heat it!
I am not going to fight first; but,
Why do you make the LOC sensitive
And provoke, test my response?
The thorns you throw, hurt hiding in my velvet,
When you’ll need to walk on me one day,
Will bleed you so severe you can’t expect!
Every time we talk, you backstab!
Is it your strength? Or fear? But believe
Empowering each other is all the answer!
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