Nov 271 min read

Lazy

By Karmukil.N.S

The flow is stricken

The day's are slow

The time is fast

And

Here my vision is blurring

The words are fading,

It has been a while

Since I felt the ink.

Soon…soon…soon.

By Karmukil.N.S

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