Leaped Year Poem by Shreej k.c

February never asked July and August
why it had to suffer Emperor's ego.
May be it's the forbearance at last
lasting four sets of seasons in a row
that the Lords decided to bestow
it with this special extra day.

On this shortest month's last day, I do ask,
if for faith overleaped, leap seconds get added
to my timeline adjusting the moments lost in dark
humming your name and stabbing own head.
If I am to bleed my heart out today,
will you be fined? will you ever pay?