Better-half.
His pride
Lives a dream.
Her long tress, grey;
Grey, to recognize her only
Love.
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Category: NaPoWriMo
Blue Frame
Agile hands worked hard to toil
The family owned land.
Sheets of blue tarpaulin shaded
Young one cuddled up on tattered sheet.
Beads of sweat vanished into the parched land. But,
Water not enough to bed the seeds.
A familiar blue frame with broken glass dangled;
Bamboo held it strong. The photo meant faith.
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True Blue
Shallow conversation between us.
Channel wars of prime time,
Panel discussion and big fight;
True blue, true to 9pm.
Tracing our muted talks,
Tried focussing on the last time,
A news soothed our veins.
And, there began our newsy conversation.
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