THE RIPE FRUIT

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a mirror of words, I wrote few times back

Let me tell you a story 

About a newly turned boy.?

Adjacent was new stage,

And hormones on rage?️.

He then turned hostile. 

His mind became his cage ⛓️. 

Oldself was so missed, 

Back when his ignorance ?was adored. 

But, he had lost the ticket of childhood which he had boarded. 

No adults understood his language?‍♂️. 

Then there was a knock⚡. 

He said who???

Bad peer disguised,

Said significant other of you?. 

Elated the "new boy",

Asked what do you do??

Bad peer pressurize? he had no clue.

Then pimples popped and deodorant splashed. 

Wardrobe ?️grew big, but Incomplete stash.

And for the first time then he lied. 

Overpowered by the cash?. 

He delved deeper in dark.

His guilty conscience died☠️. 

 

Eye saint of his peer?. 

Marijuana? then he tried. 

Smoke rings?, chins up?,

His entity became hollow. 

Dramatic irony for us. 

But alas! no adult pried.

Hopefully guardians snares?. 

And again someone knocked!! ?

Conscience said let me in. 

Soliloquy was then geared. ?

 

The new boy then turned wise adult.? 

The fruit was finally ripe?. 

Not just mine, not just your's, 

All ours story is alike

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kumari pushpanjali 4 yrs

👍👍👍

 
 
Puja Tudu 4 yrs

Tough 💪👍

 
 
Rano Majhi 4 yrs

Great work ✨