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Every summer carries a mixed compassion, Of bound

Every summer carries a mixed compassion, 
Of boundless bliss and sometimes a mere frustration. 

Sneaking into the kitchen, 
intended towards ice,
May lead to a punishment for a time being, 
but an absolute joy for life. 

Running, while returning from school, 
exhausted with heat and sweat. 
Those water coolers sprinkling pleasure 
Over the body; over the face. 

Arrival of a bucket full of mangoes, 
Is the arrival of a delight at its extreme, 
In the form of just a slice, or a shake or an ice cream. 

Summer brings patience in the tiredness,
Ecstasy in the tiniest comfort. 
It teaches to wait, 
For every single bit, for every single hour. 
 Summer season meant a long vacation, meant mangoes, meant water coolers, meant ice. It overall meant a joy. 

#napowrimo 
#mangopoem 
#14/30
#yqbaba 
#yqdada 
#yqdiary
Every summer carries a mixed compassion, 
Of boundless bliss and sometimes a mere frustration. 

Sneaking into the kitchen, 
intended towards ice,
May lead to a punishment for a time being, 
but an absolute joy for life. 

Running, while returning from school, 
exhausted with heat and sweat. 
Those water coolers sprinkling pleasure 
Over the body; over the face. 

Arrival of a bucket full of mangoes, 
Is the arrival of a delight at its extreme, 
In the form of just a slice, or a shake or an ice cream. 

Summer brings patience in the tiredness,
Ecstasy in the tiniest comfort. 
It teaches to wait, 
For every single bit, for every single hour. 
 Summer season meant a long vacation, meant mangoes, meant water coolers, meant ice. It overall meant a joy. 

#napowrimo 
#mangopoem 
#14/30
#yqbaba 
#yqdada 
#yqdiary