The flowers against the trees, hung behind curtains
In windows blaring hate and trouble disarray, timings
Dismayed seeming tides of ocean drifts.
Alphabets in large letters, tainted erosions blow, cool
Calm and collect while reliable nest, disburst, plan
Huge buttoning screams loud outburst of injustice coming
From laughter at some
Wishing to be claimed, cleaned and purified, souls in
The hands of arguing palms lay upon brown lining