Tranquil Tuesday


He Woke Up One Day
To A Serene Surrounding, A Slight Felicity In His Heart
The Streets Were Blank, All Were Apart
It Was Not A Mediocre Morning, Not A Obstreperous One
He Was Free, A Ray Of Hope ,Shining Like The Sun

Not Like Other Days Wih A To-Do List
No One To intervene, No Shrill Sounds And Not With A Caged Wrist
It Was His Time To Reach The Zenith
Because The Parasites That Criticize Him Have Disappeared

Not Under Anyone’s Penumbra, He Was Himself Today
For Those Who Look At Him As A Joke, A Clapping Clay
The Repugnant Rumours About Him Spread Around
Everyday
Well -It Was A Tranquil Tuesday

So His Lips Layered With Luminous Lipstick
And Beautiful Bangles Around His Thin Hands
Mascara , Earrings And A Chubby Cheek
Ready To Reach The Peak……….

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