Sunday, November 22, 2020

Lazyness

 

                                                                                 artbysunita



There is a lull in the air

The day dragged on and on

A slight breeze of lethargy

Creeped lethally

And made her day boring

She couldn't fathom

What to do or what not

Her bones made funny noises

As if knocking   for a release

From the fortress 

She has built herself.

It is almost nine months

That she has caged herself

In that unknown fortress.

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