Sunday, March 21, 2021

It is it…

Lower Thimphu

On this warm lazy noon I sit 

Thinking of life and all bit by bit

And funny it throws me into a fit 

Beating all my wisdom and wit 

And happiness is but a missed hit

So I retire into the night less lit 

Trying to find solace in my pit 

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