Orange days,

Mellow mood,

Calm and composed I am.

Yesterday lingers,

Buried deep inside,

But I don't care anymore.

Time's ghost looms,

Trying to scare me,

I have a drink to deal with it.

A pretty face,

Some innocent antics,

Lights up my being with warmth.

So be it,

Why worry,

Why think about anything?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Composed on Friday, June the 6th, in Karachi, Pakistan.

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