eyes wide open
arms stretched,
my soul wants to get drenched
drizzling is not my cup of tea,
as it denies to hide my emotions plea
sadness & sentiments is not what i desire,
the thought of sorrows, sometimes make me perspire
the thought of sorrows, sometimes make me perspire
but i welcome them with grace, that's what i admire
pauses and stops do confuses me,
negative thoughts are like an irritating bee
commas and exclamations are the best...
they make me laugh, when the stupid humor wants to rest
initially forced smile; then you get immune
but this immunization later; for sure it's a pleasurable boon
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