Damp, Dull, Dreary Day

In the midst of this sunny week a day that is long forlorn,
 on its own leaping gradually,
 with all dislikes, hate and comment,
 unwelcome like an unknown guest,
sheepishly thinking to restore faith;
 in the minds of many who hath
 been romancing in the gaze of yellow hues,
 smiling with the fragrance of blues;
who wants dull, dreary and windy time,
 joys stay with daisies and sunshine;
 windmill, leaves n the boughs,
 yearn for that vow;
 why did you deceive! Oh! forgetful sun!!
unworthy friendship!! please shun!!

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