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𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒆 

         𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒄 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔 
   𝒎𝒊𝒅𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 
        𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 

𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒔
thought of something dark...✧*。

For BLT's word of the day challenge:
catastrophe
solitude is chosen
loneliness is not
gelid wind blusters
drove a freezing current's trail
through the snow clad dales
Mom, why do you have tears in your eyes?
Why the darkness of clouds are on your face?
Tell me, what's your worst fear?
'In your open fields and Mangrove Forests
Enemies are attacking back'
Is this your fear?
Mama, this is your biggest fear!

In your glory and beauty
The perverts are trying to stain badly.
'To do assaults upon your chest
All enemies are in the way'
Is this your fear?
Mama, this is your deepest fear!

In your green forest and salt sea
Enemies build camps and run through the around.
'They wanna chain you up'
Is this your fear?
Mama, this is your greatest fear!
This is the fear of freedom!
BE
Today, in this heavy monsoon rain
I've walked with you in the green grove,
In solitude,
I couldn't restrain my gaze
from your walking in the rain.

The monsoon rain has touched
upon your beautiful face
How do I tie my drunk mind
after looking into your rainy eyes
I've lost myself in monsoon floods.

Your clothes have soaked
and eye polish has washed
In these heavy monsoon rains
You're walking along a long path
What's wrong if I follow your steps!

Stop monsoon rain, please!
My darling has wet through
and she's melting with shyness
Maybe there's still a long way to go
and my happiness is to win her heart!
BE
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