invictus’ den

I dont want " " they say a lot.

I dont want , they aren’t direct

I don’t want - it confuses me

I dont want . it ends it all

I dont … deep and mysterious

I saw myself in anguish

Throwing words of regret

Complaining things I beset

Being in a worst situation

And that was early morning.

Then I went out to see the sun

Children in tattered clothes

Women  are busy

Dogs in stray

Sky is blue

Grasses green

Then i threw another question

but this time it’s sweeter.