Blur Lights Poem by Konab Ghumman

Blur Lights

Blur lights
Letter with keys
battle with bees
Deep thoughts
Second chance
Blur lights
feel bright
Tough choice
Rough compromise
but it's Sunday
to rise rejoice
to smell hot coffee
to read old letters
a fun day
smile for nothing
laugh for none.

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