all day long!
The sponge was smiling back, to me, with all those arithmatics, done dishes
(a predestined setting)
Cordial, versatile with a blatant truth, to shy from a trochaic, rythmic sounds
The killers are a synnonym for strumming fingers, almost an ensuing song
Although, an earnest rush felt reckless for a neckless tie, almost all day long!
The Yellowstone and prayer bids, sung high, from windowpane, a golden, rich
The twilight icebreaker, a melting sun, o'er all those or these, yet to preach
Sudden depth of random droplet clouds, an earnest, already trying too, along
(journey back to home, alone)
with a rusty indifference, assuming shining countertop, sporadic, all day long!
A long gone cozy knit, with a brief, tightly fit
A tea set, already to reign
to wrap all these, altogether, to a duo, misfit
there, then, start again!
3-10-2024
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Tamanna Ferdous
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