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Confession of a madman in monsoon
Times takes about titans,
But short lived curtains
Curtails happiness;
Clothes that wouldn't dry,
Clouds and eyes that cry,
Wet lands that sigh,
Visible shivers that reply,
Trees and aspirations that lie,
fritters I fry,
With the tea I try,
Are you a random passerby?
Give me a heartfelt highfy(5),
No matter what I try
Your piece of mind; I couldn't buy
...Tuesday 5th November 2024 8:49 pm
Melancholics of the monsoon
Melancholic of the monsoon
Sluggish mornings,
Smell of fungus
in my slippery doorsteps,
Elongated bedtimes,
Slacking routines,
Hearing nothing ;but symphonies,
4 walls, headphones as my roomies,
Safeguarding books
And Reading them to cats
To which they nods,
But silence alone growls.
Instant noodles,
And concurrent doodles;
Fills stomach and minds.
...Wednesday 30th October 2024 2:30 pm
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