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		<title>BOOKS OF LIFE</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Mehar kapoor]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 May 2023 18:18:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>She has a library in her heart, And ink runs through her veins, She'll write you into her story With the typewriter in her brain. Her library's getting crowded, With all the stories she has penned Of the people who flipped through her pages; But closed the book before the end.. And there's one pushed  [...]</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div dir="auto">She has a library in her heart,</div>
<div dir="auto">And ink runs through her veins,</div>
<div dir="auto">She&#8217;ll write you into her story</div>
<div dir="auto">With the typewriter in her brain.</div>
<div dir="auto">Her library&#8217;s getting crowded,</div>
<div dir="auto">With all the stories she has penned</div>
<div dir="auto">Of the people who flipped through her pages;</div>
<div dir="auto">But closed the book before the end..</div>
<div dir="auto">And there&#8217;s one pushed to the very back</div>
<div dir="auto">Sitting there collecting dust,</div>
<div dir="auto">With the title in her finest handwriting,</div>
<div dir="auto">&#8216;The ones who lost my trust&#8217;.</div>
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<div dir="auto">There are books she&#8217;s scared to open,</div>
<div dir="auto">And books she doesn&#8217;t close,</div>
<div dir="auto">Stories of every person she&#8217;s met</div>
<div dir="auto">Stretched out in endless rows..</div>
<div dir="auto">Some people have only a sentence,</div>
<div dir="auto">Others once held a main part</div>
<div dir="auto">Thousands of inky footprints;</div>
<div dir="auto">That they&#8217;ve left across her heart&#8230;</div>
<div dir="auto">You might wonder why she does this</div>
<div dir="auto">Why write about people she once knew,</div>
<div dir="auto">But she hopes one day she means enough,</div>
<div dir="auto">For someone to write about her too&#8230;</div>
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		<title>PEOPLE ARE NOT POETRY</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Mehar kapoor]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2022 07:34:36 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>You can write for hours and hours, About all the things you wish to be, But the truth of the matter is simple People are not poetry... And i know you wish you weren't awkward, That sweet words could roll right off your tongue, But time is just too less to worry, How each single  [...]</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You can write for hours and hours,<br />
About all the things you wish to be,<br />
But the truth of the matter is simple<br />
People are not poetry&#8230;</p>
<p>And i know you wish you weren&#8217;t awkward,<br />
That sweet words could roll right off your tongue,<br />
But time is just too less to worry,<br />
How each single sentence is strung..</p>
<p>It&#8217;s okay to be rough around the edges,<br />
To be bruised up and broken and scarred<br />
But it&#8217;s not okay for people to tell you;<br />
To change because of who you are.<br />
Your hair doesn&#8217;t always sit neatly,<br />
The way a poem does in lines,<br />
And sometimes you feel like a word<br />
That nobody has ever learnt to define&#8230;</p>
<p>You might not be a star that lights darkness<br />
Or a bird that can teach us to soar,<br />
But it&#8217;s okay, because you&#8217;re far too complex,<br />
To be crammed into a metaphor..<br />
It&#8217;s okay to not know what you&#8217;re doing,<br />
Since your feelings don&#8217;t all have to rhyme,<br />
Though a poem once complete is eternal<br />
You have the freedom, to change over time.<br />
You&#8217;re much more than can ever be written,<br />
There&#8217;s not title to say, &#8220;This Is Me&#8221;<br />
You can&#8217;t be trapped in the lines of a notebook,<br />
Because, people are not poetry&#8230;..</p>
<p>*~Mehar Kapoor*</p>
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