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Don't keep it...

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With season's first rain
The city was overjoyed 
Relived of burning sun
Sensation was hard to avoid

The Church's bell rang
And crowd melted to thank
almighty, at the holy hour
But the children had pranks

Kissing on each other's palm 
They rushed towards muddy ground
They slipped, rolled and danced
 Their laughter was more profound

As people rushed out to see
Their eyes and mouth dumbstruck
Two small kids fighting hard to death
Were happily playing in mud-struck 

There and then, children taught a lesson
No words were shared, no efforts were made
A message came in silence, all of them learnt
Ego and enmity are not something to keep but to forbade

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  1. LocomenteJuly 1, 2015 at 2:42 PM

    So beautifully said...
    Loved it :)

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  2. AnonymousJuly 1, 2015 at 4:10 PM

    Nice job with the prompt!

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  3. CookieCrumbsInc.July 1, 2015 at 4:29 PM

    The story of my city, right about now :D nice work, Simran :)

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  4. UnknownJuly 1, 2015 at 10:15 PM

    Just another day at my school! Excellent piece.
    Rosey Pinkerton's blog

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    1. SimranJuly 2, 2015 at 12:13 AM

      I am glad it reminded you of your school day, Rosey :)
      Thank you.

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  5. Reema D'souzaJuly 1, 2015 at 11:33 PM

    Nicely written! And yes nice message in the last line :)

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  6. AnonymousJuly 2, 2015 at 3:40 AM

    Marvelous poem.

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  7. UnknownJuly 2, 2015 at 9:55 AM

    Beautifully penned! I liked the irony in the poem..
    Ramya

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    1. SimranJuly 2, 2015 at 3:13 PM

      A pinch of irony is what I love to have in my poems. Thanks, Ramya :)

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  8. Someone is SpecialJuly 2, 2015 at 3:06 PM

    Been there. Done that. So I know what it is.. Beautifully penned!

    Someone is Special

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    1. SimranJuly 2, 2015 at 3:14 PM

      I am glad you can relate to this.... :)
      Thanks, SiS

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  9. Vinay Leo R.July 4, 2015 at 12:49 AM

    Hmm. The pic looks like they're jovially playing. But I do hope no fight to death happens. It'd ruin the rains too!

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  10. UnknownSeptember 5, 2015 at 8:15 PM

    Wow dear ....beautiful and I love it♡♡♡♡♡♥

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