For obvious reasons
Through all four seasons
I get panic about nature’s clue
I dared to built a prison for
the Blue
Rain makes me cry
Though clouds always say me…hi…
I get panic about flu
Imprison myself …inside a
room…made for illimitable Blue
Winter thrills me little
Reminds me…life is brittle
Another year says me ‘’by’’
Grew older…grew fatter…
I get panic about my age…forget, Rainbow’s hue
Rushed into that cage…meant for
endless Blue
Summer makes me sweat
Each time to my mouth …comes my
heart
I am sure…this time heart beat is not synchronized
I get panic of being paralyzed
Immediately run for a medical
screw
Repaired the prison …where I am trying to put the Blue
Spring compels me to think
Whole year passed by a blink
Oh my…all my confidence starts
to sink
I get panic again...’’ All
things shall pass…’’ whenever its due
My prison is turned into a
rubble ….now there is only a relieved Blue.
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