POEM
Everything was as usual.
With embers of anger
and frustration raging within her
she woke up from deep
slumber with a sudden jerk
on hearing the roar
of calling bell
reminding that of a lion.
She walked towards the
door without switching on the light
unlocked the door gritting her teeth
and went towards the bed with drowsy eyes
and slumped into it,
lapsed once again into
deep sleep.
Wobbling, he switched on the light
and locked the door from inside
and without undressing fell into
the sofa after switching off the light.
Everything was as usual.
Mechanical, to be precise……
Like diluting a
concentrated dark solution
thick darkness will gradually fall
and the sun will rise
but for them life is as usual……
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