@Chamomile 23 July 2020 more from that month

Torture of Pain

Like waiting for drawn stars to glow in a pouring rain Like eradicating smears in a detailed manuscripts that used pen of permanence Taking sips of bottled soda while savoring piece of mint Like chasing after city when perfectly witnessed daylight Keeping eyes wide open even if sleep commended tiredness Like uncertainly crossing the ocean of storms with nothing Screaming in front of the crowd without any span of voice coming out from diaphragm Like evaporating tears in an inevitable dam of cries and sobs Assembling confessions while hiccups pounced on Like having an eye contact to prove sincerity of blind Deducing cuts and wounds with another slap of pain when it still hurts. Like asking for an answered plea, without any history of shadows Stirring granule of sugar in a glass of bitter gourd shake Like kissing adoration on a mirror’s forehead Living in a world of lies when you know the truth Like applauding self-love while drowning in bottles of animosity Vagueness, must die!