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Stargazing my days

"Stargazing my days"

Imperfect graciousness,
his god-gifted brain yet
showing signs of sins,
emotionally overwhelmed
yet survived the years
in numbers that fit in
his palms in 10 fingers,
or proudly so he thinks.

His heart being
wearily witnessing wise
couldn't take it even a bit,
so one day it slapped him
and woke him from sleep,
he then dared a little
to dig deep within.

Boy who'd hated Maths
now found his insides
geometrically aligned,
he found out his sins
can be forever forgiven,
believing his within
only sign he now shows
is that of tanned mind
working twice as hard
even in 45 degree heat
perpendicularly
sky-rocketing.

Flying, I rather would 
be gazing at stars any day
fixed on what matters to me
over moon-walking at night!!

- Atmajyoti
April 16, 2020

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