Still, in the storm

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In the storm, two leaves
Tossed around Mercilessly
Afraid of chaos
Lonely, hurt and uncertain
Blown away to the nowhere 

Then in a moment
In a miraculous act
They lock together
Swirling and dancing as one
still, together, forever 

In the eye of storm
Swirling melodiously
The storm meant no threat
Everything stood still and watched
Only Song they heard, not roar

A fly on the nose

A fly 
on the nose
Seen
Felt
Yet unassailable.

Staring through
Million eyes
Rubbing few of its hands
In a smirk
Yet seemingly vulnerable

A strike 
Must do the trick
A quick 
And a precise one
Else you may have your nose
Unavailable 

But that’s what
The superior human mind thinks
Strategising a strike
But a fraction to late
For the dipteran
Is unconquerable

It flies
Quicker than the strike
It’s a fly
No wonder
The contempt in its compound eye
Unmistakable 

It’s now
Humming in the ear
Gloating in an ingratiating way
I am just a fly
You are the mighty human
Yet I am on your nose
At my own will 
and Unassailable