I don’t sneeze anymore,
cough is now settled in chest,
it keeps pushing the heart to retire and rest.
Search for outside warmth stops at the coffee cup,
and shoulders often catch cold.
Slow beats try to mock a relaxed vibe,
as empty weekly diary coaxes the clock to accept the bribe.
Thoughts prefer to retire in mind,
voice prefers to leave words behind,
burps and farts seldom make out with silence.
World has shown show many colors,
that eyes now find recluse in dark,
curtained windows have learnt to renounce thousand suns.
Line between memories and this moment blurs,
memories flash as moment flickers,
its a chaotic pendulum ride,
with good times on mind and empty home inside.