the 'mechanical' heat and the heart...
The blazing sky wears the gown and skirt,
The beautiful blue, energetic yellow and dark red,
Walks on the roads with high heels under the feet,
The joints at the hips flexible and swift,
The glamorous eyes don’t know their values,
Bordered with coal and funny peacock colors,
Whom they want to impress, when holding their hand bags,
Up on the shoulders, just between the armpits,
Clutching in their hands, those candy clouds,
So cool they are, hot are those who desire,
When they look at these blooms,
Wearing dull and vibrant make up,
What an expression on their eyes,
As if someone pull their eyelids opposite sides,
Spontaneous brightness on their otherwise,
Cynical sweat rolling faces, if not for these young damsels,
Sent from the heaven, half the population on the earth,
May not know what to do with their worth,
They may end up in caves to look for the bats,
To mimic and hang upside down in penance,
While the damsels in distress keep quiet,
For ‘their’ prayers to be answered,
Men are not masons to build the love castle,
For themselves, they build it for their queens,
So she can take care of his children.
When the sky of multiple colors,
Wear the gowns, skirts and matching blouses,
Walk on the streets in nooks and corners of the world,
The hearts start to palpitate beyond the time allowed,
Happiness is spread through the dissipation of heat.
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