Category: Sunday

Here comes a ‘SUNDAY’


The wheel of time goes by,
Treading stealthily,
Coming yet again with the much awaited stance,
The golden moment,
Of 24 hours,
Helping us,
To forget and forego,
The previous six,
To let all the duties,
Take a backseat,
To have a moment of thrill,
Or to take a chill pill,
And also,
Giving the warning,
Of the future six,
As if laughing on us,
To see us,
As the servants of time,
And in our boundations,
Yet again,
Asking us to again scratch our brains,
And to ask for no more gains.
Sundays are like a boon in hell,
To bring us out of the usual shell!

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