Aduke Strolls
In a cool silent evening-
Not the keyboard could hiss,
Let alone the fingers could condemn,
The silly quest eyes posed, such gut...
At her loving heart long awaiting one.
Though not for fun to be tossed
Around with pleasure in pure guise...
Or of pain in glaring truth that beats
Her expectation from her hearty take,
To be switched with available option.
So loyal with every impossibility,
For her worries to be kept away, far...
So far to interrupt the flow of a new move,
Accustomed with nice gestures...
Over the years, without much treats.
How simplicity at its best abandoning
Past's reigning regrets, heart yet to dismiss,
Found a way to find peace worth a gem,
But feel calm to free the first soothing rut¡
And tagged it a moment of fair fun¿
With pleasing concern off what it may cost,
Long awaiting heart after many goodbyes...
Suffered in the hands of time wasting cheats,
To the hope of believing its true stake,
That never seems to be won over adoption.
Truly for everything, there is possibility,
For change and grace, with many a scar
To be treated and healed like a groove:
Daily life's quests, willing adventures...
Counted to be on the list of funful feats.
Her stroll was never to become strong,
With defeating tryouts while so young
To be seen a serious workout for fitness
At morning as well as evening eyewitness,
Before taking up an endless walk lifelong...
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