Vibhatsu And His Conquest Of Pāśupatāstra Poem by Somendra Gaur

Summers are here,
Heat waves enroute,
But all he can feel is cold,
Colder than 'Toni Kroos on a UCL Night'

The unflappable mortal,
Who declares himself:
Unfit to be a Lover.

Words on his bathroom walls read:
'Keep milking the Nectar of Motivation from the Venom of past experiences'

In between the fascination of dictators discipline
&
Need for democracy' chaos;
He lies,
Overthinking like Pep Guardiola;

The man of wisdom,
Intending to acquire celestial weapons:
Perseverance, Patience &
Pertinausterity,
Sets the sail in search of Adiyogi within.