Smells Ugly
It smells me like a fire,
Fire inside me,
No jealous inside my heart,
But jealous of love heat.
Swinging around me,
My thoughts,
Vanishing suddenly,
Bupper of mind.
A smoke is inside my eyes,
But eyes are watery,
I don't want to see,
But light had made.
Ears are tired of hearing,
Hearing the breath,
In a minute it returns,
Why don't it is free of stress?
Let the breath be stopped,
And enjoy the rest,
Free from work,
This what I must have,
This what you also have.
Copyright © Meetkumar Tailor | Year Posted 2022
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