Challenges
come unto us as lessons
We don't let
them stay
Blindly, we
shoo them away
With all our
might
In the
restricted dead-ends
of wrong and
right
excuses
abound
solid and
sound,
and when the
problem is singed alive
be it a
text, or a person burning for life
because like
machines we hissed
playing only
with ornaments and jewels
we suddenly
realise having missed
to exercise
acceptance and tolerance.
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