Low Secretion Days and Nights

As a prisoner who spends many days in prison

within a limited territory

Come and go.

Days and nights

At the same place

So many times

They may be bored and turn away.

Or

Doing the same job for years

of a worker

Like dry hands

Comment boldly, and theirs

The secretion may have decreased.

These days are forever disintegrating.

Dietary mineral

sentered the ear.

As a chicken feather

As interrupted

Our

In the rooms or in the corridor

May also graze

These days

Old men and women

Put their mouthfuls and chew

They are sitting in a reclining chair.

A poet

Or a painting

them

Like their pet

They get used to it.

I have them.

Put it in a glass jar.

My daughter opened it.

Make a butterfly.

She flies

On another terrain

Another daughter

In a different color

Similarly

Make them butterflies.

Can be made to fly