Thursday, May 9, 2024

Poem 152 : Sickness In Idleness

 Sickness In Idleness
                                - T ABRAHAM

(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)

Sourness in my tongue,

Heaviness in my lung,

A bitterness in my mouth,

An unknown fatigue,

Unknown dryness on my lips,

No productive nature,

Time passing away,

Unproductive mind,

Conscience is pierced,

No sleep to calm down,

In emptiness, no peace,

Idleness is an unease.

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