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Pooems by:: Ruhi R D.

Teennis Sweat dripping downn my face, sstinging my eyes.

The match is almost over. II'm winning..

She wha acks the ball hard, com ming to me fast.

I panicked, p thhinking to myself- don'tt miss it. Donn't miss it.

I reach foor the ball and a take a shot, s making it go the too the other sside of the court, full sppeed.

The T girl grunnts and spriints to the ball; b she hass tired writteen all over hher face.

She misses, quietly q cursinng at herself as she takkes a glancee towards hher coach.

She yells out the sccore before she s serves while w I spin m my racket inn my hand. I'm up, 15-440.

She toosses the ba all up, almosst so high thhat it melted d into the suun.

She taps it, sending the t ball long and deep making it juust barely laand in.

I am caugght by surprrise when my m reflexes hit the ball, hhitting the nnet but thannkfully going over.

Thhe girl dashees forward to slice the ball, breathhing hard.

Her shot makes me too run back, head up, sstaring into the blindingg sun.

I whack it down, only to make her h miss it, I quietly thaanks my refleexes.

The matchh is over, thhankfully. Myy breathing is heavy, bbut I am not tired.

I feel likee I could go on. o But as soon s as I sit on the bencch, I collapsee onto my frriends shouulder.

TThis is the ga ame of Tennnis, and theese are the reasons r of w why I have bbeen playingg Tennis forr 8 years.

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Rain R n Rain R flooods the roads, stalling g all the cars.

Ra ain shattters the ant hilll you weere plann ning to step on.

Rain washes w th he sheetss once ag gain, stressin ng your mother to no exxtent.

Rain reefreshes you, as well as the g grass.

Rain slams s ag gainst the wind dows, you all a run into the closet; c fl flashlighht in han nd.

Rain n makes that grrocery lady run to her caar.

Rain is an nother reaason nott to go tto schooll, just like l thosse "chick ken pox" that you drew oon.

Rain drain ns into thhe gutter, Shooting up little drops of o waterr to add tto the weet road.

Rain R maakes rain nbows, Seending all a the liittle kidss in search for tthe "pot oof gold.""

Rain R mak kes the football f game a bigger eentertainment.

Rain can do haarm, And A rain n can doo good.

But don't you fretRain R willl come aagain.

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Pa aintbrussh Is a pa aintbrush a tool.

Something you alwayss have?

Is I a painttbrush just a stick with string on the end.

Nothing worthwhile w foor you?

Is a pain ntbrush a d dream.

Its pain ntings takin ng you to yoour la-la lland?

Or O is a pa aintbrush a weapon.

Making M its paintings p huurtful to thhe eyes thatt it seeks?

Iss a paintbrrush just likke a song.

Beautifull at first, then terriblle once it eends?

Is a paintbruush just a lloud boom.

Making everything e go g wrong affter the firsst use?

Is a paintbrushh the key too your diarry.

Secrets S hidd den within tthe art?

Iss a paintbrrush just a p paintbrush.

Where W everytthing looks the same.

Or O differentt to anotheer’s view?

Is a pa aintbrush noothing?

Or is it somethin ng?

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Ear rphone es Blasting g with so ound, makin ng my ear rdrums feel f like a heavy m metal dru rum.

Stuffe ed in the little gap p of my e ear, st tretchin ng my skiin so big that t I'm sure the ey could ffit a hula a-hoop in n there.

My M heart t thumpiing to the he beat so o hard, I swe wear I felt t it break k my ribs bs.

My fingers fi ta apping th he key pa ad, Only ly to mak ke the so ound get swallowe s ed up int to the lou ud music c.

My y foot be eating th he floor, M Making my m ankle e as stifff as a diviing board d that's b bouncingg up and down.

I fe eel my co omputer r vibrate,, Almo ost makiing the keys ke pop o out of th heir place ce.

I hear mu uffled voiices in th the backgground, I think k that’s my m brain n telling m me to tu urn it do own.

I chew to o the rhy ythm, Making M my m food as a mushy y as baby y food.

My y head swa ways to th he music c, Soon n I find myself m da ancing alll over- un ntil I fin nd out tha hat someo one was watchin ng.

Suddenly y- it all sstops.

No mo ore blastiing music c, no mo ore danciing, no m more mufffled voic ices.

Has H the music m sto opped?

Nop pe. Just my earp phones- o old and w worn out..

We ell‌ out with w the e old and in with t the new..

Sp peakers!

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Grrapes Crunch!

C My M mouth h shrivels up with tthe grape e juice.

But B the grrape gets mushy.

My tongue e gets pric ckly from m the savoory sour sw weet liquid swimming in my y mouth.

But B the grrape gets mushy.

My back gets Gooosebumpss as the crisp c fruitt makes its way tto my stom mach.

But B the grrape gets mushy.

My toe es gets colld from a all the fla avors.

But B the grrape gets mushy.

My ta aste budss host a party for a all of the new tasttes.

But B the grrape gets mushy.

Suddenly y, everything dies d down to n nothing.

All A of the taste-gue ests leave e the partty as I sw wallow the e grape.

I reach foor the bow wl an grab b another grapeCru unch! My checks stting as th he sour setttles in‌

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