Boredom

A White Worm

of a Green Grass

Filthiness of A

Muddy Fountain

Notched Diamond

A worthless Dream

Chilling Currents

Freezing up even Bones

Solemn standstill of Time

Silence and the Emptiness

As if Night with no Moon

Distant Lamps yonder

Makes any difference ?

Nor the ticking Watch

Long awaits Dawn

Sill the Fogs of Boredom

Pulls the Curtains