Rashmi Prakash - When Things Turn Sour

Days lost in hopeless bites
Hours wasted in soiled fights

You cared once deeply for 1
Sadly you do today for - U & none

Same melodrama played on harp
Tuned dead with strings gone tart

Red, yellow, black or grey
They hold no meaning as I see you go astray

Little ones, tender ones, elders or youth
You hold to ramify their tooth

Pray I say - Can U stop!
Think how deep sown is the drought

Its a sour patched tread
When you patch- starch it with care

Care that dives in to seep
Embracing the delicate reap

Good to see simple lives flow
Content and immersed in vow

Some strings are weaved sacred
Only see you refute them naked

Perhaps you will see and be
Firm as first trouble free

Rashmi Prakash

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