Blood red sun

Blood red sun,
this cold winter morn,
flying on cloud tops,
and tearing through storms,
blazing through skies,
this morbid red star,
piercing through the heavens,
dancing afar;
Beaming at me
while I stare at his rays,
breaking through my window,
as I wake in a daze,
and while the light burns bright,
and vermin run berserk,
I wake up and realize,
Shit! I’m late for work.

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

2 thoughts on “Blood red sun

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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