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My thoughts are not empty But my pen fails to engrave, My pages fails to fill Papers skips to flip,  Though my thoughts are not empty,  The words slips from nib My pages escapes to scribble,  Where papers remain unwritten,  Words fail to fall Where heart wails helpless,  My eyes struk frozen Where tears role with warmth,  The tired heart tries hard To fill with fulfilled thought,  Heart urges  For the flow of words Hoping for the struggle of words to settle,  There will begin a success story,  That write histories  With words.    - Saduriya. M

Perception

To the tired thought,

Which crossed thousands of opinions

In search of that reality!

Perception varies person to person,

In search of that reality

We fail,

And fall for

Someone's consciousness!

Your thought is your art!

No one can judge

Part,

That part seeks promissd reality!

To find the truth, from the perception,

And make the truth,

Filled in everyone's perception.

       Saduriya.M



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