Thoughts that tastes too sour
Finds hard to digest
On an empty stomach.
The quiet rivulet turns turbid
At the confluence of an angry river.
Accident that overwhelms the beauty
Unassuming it goes.
Beyond the control of human forces
The earth to slide.
They wash away the silt
To shores of distant lands.
Burnt tongue with sores of blisters and
Multiple bitterness
Churns
With intoxication and nausea.
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