Suffocating

Suffocating

The evening cool breeze

A lot has been written about

A lot will be

Till there are words, pens

And naked skin willing to feel

Yet today is not the day

Everything else is there

Except the breeze

Even breath hangs

Across my face

Refusing to leave

Air around stagnant

Suffocatingly still

Chained in shackles

Is it everything

Or locked in a dark box

Is it me

©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar