Aching heels,my body bed-ridden since long
Shabby shades of awful rules and my tiresome soul
Melancholic euphoria,grotty state of elations
Afternoon maze or numb is my courage
Smelling petrichor,innately dying of rain
These piling thatches ignited fire in me
Sweaty cool, gusty breeze frozen my dry lips
Yearn to gulp,this summer left me starved
Supine stature, limbs spreading out in air
They call it joy-my mournful demise
Vicious vibes, fallen reap curses me
When i am being cursed,how can you sustain?
Could you please stop prattling all around?
Sun asked the utmost core of my being
Boorish attired saints seldom curses
If this evening curse me,You are not Boorish !
————disregard of emotions
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