Oye blue shirt,
your heart is large as the blue sky,
as you pave the way for the oldies.
Oye saree lady,
your eyes are unique and different as you.
Oye football gang,
you're going to win the next game,
chill nah.
Oye lover boy,
your girl isn't going to disappear
if you blink away.
Oye baby,
sleep peacefully,
your father will hold you safely.
Church, mosque, temple
in a line shows equality shines.
As the bus moves away,
hearts lead the way.
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Starlight (
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Why do we feel things are so fragile? A lovely poem that leads one to think of meaning in life and time especially as well as permanence
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Well said. Your poem "Bus Ride" emphasizes the interconnectedness of people from different walks of life, celebrating their individuality and shared humanity. It conveys a message of compassion, unity, and the importance of looking out for one another.
Glad u liked it🫶
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