Zenith of Discern

Alarm clock lays abandoned in-home, 
Raising rays pricks my slumber eyes. 
Mom switches off the fan to make me rise, 
Morning breeze embraces me with shalom. 

Edibles start to diminish at home,                
Jackfruits in my courtyard arise.                
Thoughts of friends make me cries,                
Flocks of birds freely roam. 

Musing of my outings ends in vain,                
Cloudy sky paints in modern style,                
Rivers flows like ferocious snakes.                  

I watched the moon after a blissful rain, 
It whispered to me with a petite smile,            “Only Man is bound to the rule he makes.”            

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