Poetry Talk

New post from Comfort

Beating sun

Soft heat like little feet dancing on beach go-ers,
On curved moon carved hands
On coin chasers by the car park
On children of concrete jungle
Even on those who flee solid roof for uncertain sky :
Sun stomps with high heels
Parties on skin with care free moves
On them who love Day for he brings prey
Hate Sun for being heartless in his torture
On them who love Night for she brings shade
Hate Night for under Moon they become prey
Sun's beat like heart shall never stop till his olden days

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