Longer days….
Days r getting longer….. on rainy days
Somethings cheer up, like sweets, rain drops, and vih's smiles
But nights are dreary n dread, tears roll down for him to come…
But no avail, no call, no temple bells ring….no time is gud, hell prevails…
Into the solitude, I want to scream….ram into iron door outside
But I stay, on bed…. The bed becomes him, thoughts hang around curtains
I getup, its morning….not wanting to do much, drab chores going nowhere
But I do, no urge to color, in some old paintings, I find faults of own
Days getting longer….on rainy days
Somethings cheer up, like sweets, raindrops, and vih/s smile
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