Tiptoe

The monsoons cry endlessly.

Amidst mucky grime
I tiptoe with caution
Donning white,
Overstrained,
Trying to avoid stains.

But how can I save myself
From carelessly shuffling feet
And mud-spattered vehicles
Splashing past?

by Shreyashi Jena

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