Burning Summer

Shweta Singh posted under PenMuse-20 Poetry on 2020-06-20



There's a summer burning  in my heart blazing through my bountiful lands despair and hate churning each a dart thrown from their ruthless hands A shower long and cool is my need to wash away the sooty ash lest I become a ghoul eat n bleed joy, gaiety with cuts and slash Deliver from this hell I beg thee lend me a helping hand to cross this land where I now dwell help me flee pray that I gather all my loss.

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