Oddly Placed

Sometimes windows are miserably placed

Distractions steal solitude; alarmingly, time escapes

From the day that has been borrowed

Looking at the stoic life flowing indolently

Probably the time is such- restrained melancholy

Tired consciousness has a vague explanation

It is frightening to feel the dullness on a bright day

There is so much discord in the reflections

All that the window has to offer, unfortunately

Morning’s brightness is nudged by life


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