#NaPoWriMo #April 1

April stirs the earth from sleep

A whisper in the morning deep

Birds chirp and buds unfold

Seems like dream while I sit

But why it gives a sting to me

Is it for you not with me ?

The tea we took on the terrace

Now don’t have the flavour

Everything feels bland now a days

I feel ruined and am dragging aimless.

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