The sun is hot with anger
And the rain hails with shower
Mocking birds refuses to sing
The butterfly regretfully shed its wing
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Many seek me for attention
For likes and followership intentions
They stripped naked and bow for a selfie
In quest for what to please me
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Am evening of gathering
Of old and young
Hope for unsung tongue
The effect quite bewildering
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The night scents of incensed darkness
A taunting drill for blindness
Not the moon or stars to lit the sky
Except scorching cold that burns the skin dry
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Just like yesterday
The worries seems to stay
Can you pull me down
Expecting to see me frown
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Really I don't know who you are
I only met you today
Look how amazing you are
Your elegant beauty sweeps me away
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If not for invasion of the rain
Fields don't need to grain
If not feelings from a swain
Will the hart also be in chain
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Time Of Chaos
The sun is hot with anger
And the rain hails with shower
Mocking birds refuses to sing
The butterfly regretfully shed its wing
Rainbow colours had now become three
Besides there's no shadow cast from the tree
The wind decides to take shelter inside a cave
And the ants surprisingly starts to misbehave
None of them was seen carrying any stuff
They too had agreed to take the day off
The waterfall also declined to fall
Look what it brings a sudden growth of atoll
How the jungle is now for all and a playground
The deer doesn't care if the lion owns a crown
What a time and day will that be
Only in time of chaos I must agree