Lazy

Aug 31, 2024

1 min read

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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