Out Of The Wailful Bush Poem by J Sheba Anandhi

Out Of The Wailful Bush

These days I lament much,
I ain't leaving anything as such,
Duty calls and I oughta rush,
I should give myself the push
To come out of the wailful bush.

Monday, November 13, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: duties,leaving
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