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Why am I fidgtey

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I am uneasy

squirming in my shoes

which I do not wear any longer

due to discomfiture;

bare foot,

I walk on morning grass

where dew drops

tickle and cool

wind blows

gently

kissing me all over

a petal smiles

yet I am not appeased

I remain fidgety

like on a high

of an impending bad

a sparrow chirps

as if music flew

from a harp

yet my ears,

keen on ominous,

hear devil’s tales

I feel so dead

while breathing a tad

with bates stifling my chest

I have no clue

what for me

is best

I rummage

in the pockets of my thoughts

which one stands out

and which is at the back

a name crops up

with all strings attached

no innuendo this

but I am trapped

in the mesh

of your concerns

and stray thoughts !

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Written by Glower4

Glower is a writer cum poet who is a commoner endowed with uncanny gift of extreme and deep abstract thought resulting in astonishing written word.

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