Monday, November 23, 2020

Premotions

                                                                                artbysunita


Today, she hit the rock bottom

Worrying and dreading

Of unknown things

Again her body gave away

How invalid she feels!

She cannot make any sense

Of this senseless phase

A phase of displeased 

Or is it displacement?

Sort of here and there

An oscillating shadow

She is trying to catch hold of

Every nerve in the body

Is going haywire

And speaks its own langauge.

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