STATUS OF MUGGING SUN ☀️
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| Poem: Status of mugging sun |
Stifling, scorching, sizzling
Are the sigh of sun
Making one’s body burn
Over-headed is clamming sun
Sucking glucose of mother’s son.
His sweltering rules like a king;
In the presence of all the beings.
He never feels a-shame;
After the ice cream of Moppet is claimed.
He is a guy with a lot of tantrums;
Like fairies with Phantom.
He attempt to break the wall of house,
And penetrate like a louse.
He makes noise in the pupil’s mind;
And never empower knowledge to bind.
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| Poem: Status of mugging sun |
He never fears from anyone;
As he can shot like a gun.
Sun becomes nice;
when it comes to life.
It does not depend how much tantrums he had;
But still he is overwhelmed.
～Aanya Goel
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