I HAVE MISSED THIS AFTERNOON

 I HAVE MISSED THIS AFTERNOON


My hands hadnt burned 

My eyes hadnt churned

I cant remember how long ago did I ever lay outside in the afternoon

I was scary about the mysteries of the afternoon.

Weather my hands, my legs and my heart will able to understand or not.


Till recent times, I spent my days indoors. watching the sun shine bright.

With not a single motive to go out and lay in the sun.

But when I did, my hands didnt burn

my eyes didnt churn

because my hear was set ablaze


My sun was shining bright. 

It felt that every part of the heat wanted to scare me but 

When I left. For my eyes it was all ice.

For my ice it was all speeed

and my heart, it was full of heat.

A burning desire

My eyes were thirsty and they were looking for the ice

My eyes were twiching to hold my desire in thier hands

The afternoon, which feared me. the shining sun which was about to set me on fire

They were all defeated with my heart at the center ready to fight

Fight for the one thing it desired the most


I had always missed this feeling

The feeling of warmth and the feeling of my eyes looking for its ice.

My hands craving its desires and my heart burning with the heat.

With its pulse rate reaching more than the temperature of the sun itself.





THANK YOU

DHWANIT MADRASI 


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