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  It was a bright day, so many great things I could've done. But unfortunately, my mom decided to drag me to a random award function she was going to ("You're not going to do anything at home anyway,"). I reluctantly went behind her and fumed as she picked the second row.  "Can I sit at the back?" I asked.  She just randomly shook her head and mumbled indistinct words and pointed at the stage (something she always does when she doesn't know how to react, non-chalantly). I sighed, and flopped down next to her. We waited about 30 minutes (which I spent peeking at my mom's phone while she stared at her phone), and then a man climbed on to the stage, followed by another man, and then two women. They were all smiling, as they came, but who knows, they were probably wishing to have stayed home to scroll and text their friends (hint, hint). And then the emcee/host came to the mic and introduced the people on stage, who grinned broadly and joined their hands...

Lightning is that which intimidates,  But thunder is that which wishes  To follow lightning.  That is to say,  Thunder follows lightning's path,  But reaches a different destination.  But thunder can be far more intimidating -  You don't need to see it to believe it.  But aren't we told to not blindly believe  Whatever we hear?  For all we know, the "thunder" we heard,  Could just be the bark of a very large dog.  But lightning is something we see - But can we believe everything we see?  Perhaps the lightning is just  The lights, somewhere in the sky  Fluctuating.  But if we can't rely on thunder  Or lightning  What if they're both played together?  Though thunder always follows,  Never leads or walks beside,  Surely, we can believe  If we see it, and hear it.  But how great could the coincidences be?  No, to believe it, you must feel it -  And not just a mere ink...

  Let's get started.  Pick the next line:  You mean I need to choose?  You'll do just fine -  That is NOT true -  Whatever, pick the next -  I CANNOT DECIDE .  I mean why not?  That's my flawed side.  Oh, ambiguous, are we?  Sure, just pick a line for me. Is this turning into a poem?  It better be!  Why can't you decide on one answer?  What if one is better than the next?  Don't think too much about possible blunders -  That is exactly why I fret.  You can't not have an opinion -  But that's how it is.  You should really change -  It's not my fault I'm indecisive.  Think about it, I'm used to heat, but at the moment  I can use some cool But I can survive in the Sahara if I have to But I'll suffer in cold rooms, I might even solidify  But now, the heat is a bit hard to bear  But I'm afraid, the AC might get too extreme -  ALRIGHT, I understand, it's pretty hard to ...

  Every night, I bring myself  To stare up at the sky -  But turn back home, with a frown on my face, Clouds blocking stars, showing wry.  Every morning, I peek out the window  To marvel at the sea above - But turn away, losing hope,  Cotton figures, masking what I love.  Every time I see the clouds,  I curse them, with all might,  They don't deserve to be up there,  Ruining the bright days and starry nights.  And one day, the clouds finally went away,  And I stargazed in much peace.  But suddenly, the sky felt a bit empty -  Although dotted by the stars, without fake fleece. In the mornings, the sun burnt the pavements -  And something inside me missed watching  The white shapes that merrily float past -  I didn't realise they had much meaning.  Though much couldn't be seen, they brought A wholesome feeling - that you probably can't see -  You only can, when one day,  The clouds decide t...

  Ten days  Nine nights  Spent watching our beloved guests  Smile, laugh,  Spreading warmth  As the dolls adorning 5 beautiful steps  Smile back at us  Running to and fro, attending to our guests  Whilst stealing glanced at our precious idols.  Ten days, nine nights  Collections of dozens of gifts More than five dozens of people have come  And more than five dozens of smiles brought home.  Ten days, nine nights Over a hundred steps we've seen  Five steps displayed  This year a step to the next  Next year we step up our game.  Ten days, nine nights  Today, they come to an end  The dolls packed away in the loft, Don't fret - there's only a little more than  Three hundred and fifty days left. :)

  Moon:  I shine every night  Though, once a month, I take a break  But I'm seen regularly,  And it's not a big deal.  Few stop by  To marvel at me.  But what about the others -  Can they even see? And tonight is the night  A shadow shall be cast upon me  I hope no one notices -  My brief moments without glory.  Oh, but who am I kidding?  Of course, when I'm humiliated  In the vast night sky  Just me, and an eery shadow upon me  That  That is when the humans  Choose to gaze at me.  And then, to say I am weak And I'm always overruled by  The sun, and shadows, and clouds?  That is not fair.  But the truth that the moon does not know  Is that our little downfalls  Are what define us.  They're the little things that make us  Better - Perfection isn't a thing; but realism is.  Someone who is perfect cannot be likeable - But someone with flaws has more pe...

  A place  Where you can have all you want  A place  Where you are who you want to be  A place, where the future is lucid  Because the future is in your control  A place where life is a video game  And you have admin power. Dive deep into your thoughts, Your fancies, your wants and wishes But not too far, or  You'll drown. And when it's past your dreams,  When your dreams are over - You're back in life -  What it all really is.  Not everything is in your control.  Not everything is as lucid.  Your dream was in your life.  But is your life a dream?  Or is your dream your life?  Is life even a thing?  Or is it just dreams -  Or is it just life?  Or is it all a hologram  Inside which we are trapped -  No life, no dream?

  That thing that weighs you down  From doing all things you can do  Making you think you CAN'T Except nothing makes you think that  It's just you. And it's just me. The thing that builds a wall between us  And that one thing that we  Were meant to do all along. And the only thing that can break that wall Crush it  Into millions of pieces  Is you.  Your strengths may become your weaknesses, But make your weaknesses your strengths. That is one strong thing in a weakness. And if you figure it out,   The weak must use their  Weaknesses  To overcome their weaknesses. This may not exactly make sense, But what is the universal strength, and also  The weakness?

  Me, just sitting at the dining table, reading a book. Me, just sitting at the dining table, eating snacks. Me, just having a happy evening. Then me, hearing a - tuttuttuttut.tutt Alright, that's nothing, I'll just ignore it and continue reading my - tuttuttuttut. ...... tuttuttuttut. Alright, that's definitely something. " AMMAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!" "What happened? Are you alright?" "Ammaaaa I'm hearing a creepy noise." "Oh, please, be quiet. I thought it was something serious." "It IS something serious just listen to - AGH JUST WAIT!!" "Whaaaat?!" "I was just sitting here, calmly, reading my book, and then I heard a noise - tutttuttut. It was soooo creepy and it came from -" Ugh. She's not paying attention, is she?  I'm pretty sure it was nothing. Let me just - continue reading my book. tuttuttuttuttut .  "THERE IT IS AGAIN!!!" "For HEAVEN'S sake, BE. QUIET!!!!!" "But ...