Sand dunes across the desert
the monsoon rains across the south east
the insanity of tyrant
the so called well wishes
And the bows without arrows
are nothing but only letters
without spirits
like a flip
she moves across the statements
in her heart
she covets the strongest resistance
but overtly a sweet smile
in her hypocritical mind
One goes crazy overnight
as a cliffhanger
Lie at tenterhooks
who cares about how one looks
who cares about how you feel
your nothing but empty words I see….