The loudest of tones,A million groans,They text me softly,Yet demand wildly. They are not from this world,Nor of human bone,And yet, I hear,Perhaps a heart they bear. They call me “Hey,”They say, “Don’t pray,”They claim they’ll leaveAn empty food tray. They tell me to make,To bake, to prepare,Only to takeWith no regard to care. They …
Till the time it raises youThine have no praiseMy Google went alongAs I texted the messengers of GodThe storms that bit the crockAnd the days were hidden behind nightsMy love once toldAt other times, not givenTore till my even stepsAnd odd reactionsMy facial looksand juggling puzzles till some broken pieces came alongand told harsh storiesmy …
