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BARATHON-- Sun And Lovers

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I hate dark sky studded with diamond Love to wake up seeing clear sky with Yellow bindi spreading beam warmly I hate bats and owls fearing out my dreams Love to hear fresh warbles and buzzes with fragrances Darkness spreads evil to scatter,  Sunlight spreads eagle to scavenge Dark is an arc with emptiness, Sun is a den with majestic lion Love is thrown into heart, hate is thrown into bubble of mind Sun scorches but couches lovers To lick ice creams, to fall more for each other. Sun loves skin to form kin with dope Moon shines to fetch every reflection. I'm writing this for # BARATHON by @blogarhythm1 on the prompt" Sun and Lovers".

BARATHON-- Lord Of The Files

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Aunty in green whispered,it's him                     Look there  He walked soggily in heat to drive, Truck to carry goods, to fill up his  Bag of tummy with money to live. His hand always carries piles of files Fortunately, without bloody piles in                                           bum Everyone teased him for his poverty                            birth  Ambulance arrived at his home Our people are well trained to watch and gossip about one's pain  Aunty in green rushed into his home Witnessed him as a corpse He knows about his brain injury and criteria along with solution Few organs are registered for                                         donation Waited for any minute death, his                                   hand  Carried files He closed his eyes to open few eyes His last breathe of oxygen gave life to                         others Those teasing mouths, proudly named him "Lord Of The Files"  To Inspire, To Pray,To Bow I'

BARATHON-- War And Pieces

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Sundays are best sundae to cool                                      myself It begins at morning,covered up with                              suit of armors   Weapons are tempting to attack her She stands tall on her Eiffel wedges Staring with owl eyes,hair dyed in tar                                 coal  On the other end my mother in-law Drinks sip of copper water to chill              words to attack me Spatulas, rolling pins,packets,veggies were launched from my canopies. In return she threw tulsimala, utensils, her husband's garments Few minutes later, Chanting AUM, w e both sprinkled each other corn flour to end the war                                in peace  Both of us took a sound nap   Men of the house cooked and served                                 us with Rogan Josh  Each plate was filled with chicken                                     leg piece I laughed at my sweet mother in-law Giggled each other,united with the                              

BARATHON -- Of Ice And Men

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Men has got strong tortoise shell                                         physique Inside lives a organ which melts from Cubes of love and sacrifice to purity                             and  Warmth. Man of the house builds himself to                           Igloo  Brother stands as snowman to                                        protect and entertain Friend gives all flavors to cool our                               anger with ice creams Boyfriend powders her beauty with                       his icing sugar love and care Father-in-law showers affection                  greater and determined as glaciers Son snows to show new world of                                    Iceland Every men is a Titanic Jack to sacrifice themselves for their life of                           Roses. Dedicated to every Ice Men. I'm writing this for BARATHON Day3 prompt Of Ice And Men by @blogarhythm1

BARATHON -- Life Of Pie

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    Life can be of many segments in a                                    circle        Segments are segregated either                         with knife or bare hands        Knives slices off the shadow which                                 follows you        Left Hands gentles to hide from                                       right hand   Sitting in a park under a canopy love   To fill my mouth and tummy with                                       pie     Life disguise himself into crow,sits                               beside me    We debate but never quarrel for pie   Discuss story from all angles before                            arriving at the end.   With a huge burp he circles above                              my decayed body     I'm here longing for cherry pie . I'm writing for BARATHON day2 prompt Life Of Pie for @blogarhythm1   Blogging race to enhance your writing and reading path.

BARATHON -- FAULT IN OUR STARES

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    Tables arranged, exam bell rang    My benchmate took out bit papers          Teacher's glance fell on me              The Fault in our Stares   Everyone rejected her for burnt face    From nowhere he came to tie knot               The Fault in our Stares      Little girl spent vacation at uncle's                 home,instead he harassed              The Fault in our Stares       She wore saree,she wore skirt    His eyes tempted to stare her body             The Fault in our Stares   Stumbled to choose the rest room as          god gifted her to be transgender              The Fault in our Stares    When men bleeds at war,he is brave    When women bleeds every month,                        she is impure               The Fault in our Stares          Bargaining at malls makes us                          embarrassed      But bargaining with street vendors   makes us feel proud of saving money                 The fault in our Stares I'm writing

Soul into Halves

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      Cut my soul vertically into two halves                      Black and White                         Good and Bad                      Sweet and Bitter                      Salt and Sugar             Herbivore and Carnivore               Boisterous and Tranquil                     Lemon and Orange           Two souls have got their own       Emotions, warmth, vivacity, spirit           Partial facade soul whispered           We are not here to learn,we are                  here to remember all that we                once knew before we  arrived.      My negative soul basked under                  the heat of blood to compete                     with sucking leeches around.       My positive soul swims under                    roots of veins to bloom out    Florals firmly to symbolize my                purity,beauty,majesty and grace. Both are released from the univorous to reach the hypaethral with license.
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     I'm happy when moon brightens the dark sky. I'm happy when I see humanity alive. I'm happy when relations don't ask "When are you getting married? " I'm happy when I read books to dream. I'm happy when my selfie looks dashing without any filters. I'm happy when I wear eyeliner as a border to stop shedding tears. I'm happy when I see snail crawling boldly from it's shell. I'm happy when the movie "Wonder Women" has wondered every men's heart. I'm happy when my friends surprises me with gifts wrapped under shells. I'm happy when candy clouds pour sweet and pure water. I'm happy when I smell Biriyani prepared by momma. I'm happy when Sunday arrives to make me sleep. I'm happy when I help needy people. I'm happy when I see ants doing teamwork. I'm happy when I see myself on mirror. I'm happy when I see black and white making best pair. I'm happy when I touch my s