Discovery


Reaching here was slow,

But I tried to flow.

On this bumpy road,

I tripped, slipped and fell off.

A dainty walk now I walk ;Sort off!


At this juncture I embrace,

My flaws with grace.

Like a loose wire connection,

We hit in the blind and fix.

I played this very trick .


As a rusted key troubles its lock,

But we get the knack to unlock .

Many morons I too met,

A slow learner I was to forget,

Atlast ! They no more are a mental threat.


As we dust the pictures and momentos.

And paint the walls and mow the lawn.

I am clearing the clogged moments.

And painting the scenes anew.

Weeds I bury deep ,never to view.


I delete and clear the space,

Which was dumped in my memory.

My notions I have updated.

Once I believed myself as underrated. 

I have paused to  restart without a full stop.


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