No tea No coffee
In those two i win no trophy
A very cold drink would do me justice
Sometimes white wine preferably 'Caprice'
I don't watch no football
I find no pleasure in ball at all
Neither do i watch comedies and horrors
They leave me laughing or in much sorrows
If there are no lights i never walk
If there are no words i never talk
Darkness scares me i never move forward
Unless I'm sleepwalking uttering no word
I never call friends at night seems,
I'll be waking them from their sweet dreams
Neither do i take any of their calls unless,
I wanna get infected with their sleeplessness
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Nice blog. I invite you to contribute to CHMagazine.
ReplyDeleteDaniel D. Peaceman, editor of CHMagazine
nice poem. it has flavour.
ReplyDeleteThanks Dave
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