On a bright sunny day, in the middle of month of May
Out my window i see not a single life roaming astray
The sun is burning and at its glorious peak
Flowers wilted, trees drooped, sucking out life making them weak.
Quenching thirst becomes a struggle
Every life in state of fuddle
Waiting for daylight to close becomes so tough
Enjoying this lazy weekend inside seems like a bluff.
Showers and cool icy dabs is just enough to hold the life within
Some respite to me, sopped my head to spin
Beside ocean, the ideal time to devour the deep
I wish to leave this hot sunny land to climb distant mountains so steep.
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