Sunday, March 25, 2012

A Pre-Summer Afternoon's Irritation.


It is such a drowsing-ly hot day!
Like a sedated sleep with a heavy head.

The heat waves acting 
like lullabies, and 
silently killing vivacity.

The dryness of the air -
sucking away the moisture
of our very blood,
like drunk mosquitoes -
in overwhelming numbers,
swarming above our decaying brains!



The worst thing about 
the entire day is -
the obligation of the towering
amount of work,
that's actually of the size
not more than my middle finger!

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