Even in snowy climate,
you make a bright fire with your presence.
Even while wind gusts,
you do not leave air to breath.
Always quick off the mark,
creating ruckus and ruins.
And when things take a turn for better,
there you are again cultivating a clutter.
Someone is returning from gloom
and you remind worse is yet to come.
Are you imaginative, are you journalistic,
are you the scholar who graduated without any degree.
Always make me wonder why your id,
does not clash with your superego.
There are times you are low on momentum,
is it the wait for news which makes you blithesome?
Dear gossip girls of Manhattan or Madagascar,
time is life and life is not rife,
so, get a life and get out of others life.
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