Witness

Laptop laying on bed


Moments are soaked in fragility,
The thoughts are banging on the doors of mind.
The sheets wrinkled on the bed,
Are witnessing the agonies of life.
Laptop rested on the table,
And its light is blinking like an emergency signal.
The mind is fractured with the haunting dreams,
And the body is stiff with heaviness of feelings.
The days are laid on the stove,
And the nights are freeze like ice.
Even the rings on the ears,
Are prying in her life.
The summers are already frying,
And the scorching anecdotes of life are adding like an oil.
The environment is witnessing,
And daily things are beholding the milieu too.

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