The sun is all through
not in the day alone
find it in night all through
hiding behind a veil of darkness.
Experience no breeze whatsoever
it is only the sun shine all over
where to turn for solace?
finally feel lost in the race.
It is a breathe of hot air
the in and out being a care
breathe in with a spasm of heat
breathe out with a lot of beat.
It is an early summer
none asked for it rather
it lands on its own like a fire
a ball of flames seen through the shire.
If it continues so then there is a catastrophe
a sure one in the nearest area in totality
how one is going to cope up is beyond comprehension
a sure struggle is in the offing best of reason.
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