Monday, 17 June 2019







Darkness crept on us suddenly
On a bright sunny afternoon
The sun fought hard 
Not ready to back down easily
But they ganged up on him
Royally black and majestic 
One couldn't help cheering for them
The mountains though are 
closer to the sun
After all they tuck him in after a hard day's job
Not impressed with the black royalty 
The mountains pierced at their very hearts
They bled all over us
Their anguish making the blood look like tears







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