June morning is mellow, breeze is cordial

tap of my bathroom splashing the drowsy silence

thoughts oozing out, words bursting out

I shall stop it, I shall bandaged the wounds

keeping it safe for the November morning

when I’ll sleep; smile on my lips

pains tapped under the stoned beats

memories of mine becoming silence

22 responses to “Avenir”

  1. […] of November. Many times my poems had mentioned this, like verse 27 and 28 from my birthday poem 29, Avenir and few […]

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