Softly pushing away the hand
Which has pulled you so dearly
Only to pull the hand
Which will push you so softly
On Mouse Laughter
As you glare down
Your fingers are moving
Words are created
Sentences are made
The tapping sound
Reassures you falsely
For the screen is waiting
But the deadline is not
On Exams
You sigh as you touch
The ink on your hands
As the water flows
So does your knowledge
On Phone Loss
The fear you feel when you think
That your phone has fallen out of your pocket
Disappears when you realize
That it is safely in the hands of another
On Earphone Throwing
As your finger accidentally slips
The music reaches your soul
Not with the speed of sound
But with that of light
On Name Calling
The handmade pillow feels so soft
As your mind slowly drifts away
But only to be returned again
By the loud voice of the teacher
On Cleverness
You are searching and searching
Though you got it all wrong
The remote wasn’t on the couch
But in your hand all along
On Train Doors
Mutual feelings of insecurity
As you watch the surrounding passengers
Hoping for someone to step up
To press the button for instant freedom
On Morning Rituals
The shoes are tied
Your weight rests on your legs
The socks fit perfectly
You take your first step
The match has been lost
Your foot rises slightly
You realize when you look down
That the tiny stone has won again
On Tragedy
As you are about to devour that sandwich
Your teeth do not sink into the bread
Its betrayal leaves you longing
For the time when your lip was still intact
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