Friday, October 4, 2024

Poem 217 : The Scroller

 The Scroller
                         - T ABRAHAM

(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)

The idle being,

Idleness prevailing,

Nothingness within,

The scrolling fingers,

Uncontrollably scrolling,

Non-sensical and mindless,

Never of this kind,

Sickness of loneliness,

Unhealthy scroller,

Fatigue is induced,

Sleepless nights are seen,

Days have passed,

Turning into months,

A year has passed on,

Sickness captured and caught,

Fought from within,

Evil in idleness,

Brokenness felt within,

The scroll, terminated,

No more sickness within.

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