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Breaking of a glass, Spilling milk while boiling, Dropping an egg on floor, These things irritate me no more. Wailing of a baby at midnight, Caterwaul or whining dog, Buzzing flies or mosquitoes. None infuriate me any more. It’s the lies trapped in ties, Never ending frigid silence, Abstract reasons to mourn every season. These unease more and more. I pause to reset the days lost. Afresh start which ends in the stale past.

Another Chance              I lose myself, to those unrealistic tasks, which I know I will succeed, to repeat but fail. Now, I want to learn, the art of being indifferent, to those so different. A task as painless as possible. There is always a roar, when comfort turns sore. As sadness strangulates memories, Yet hope hoedowns to a new journey.