Eyes getting dim
heart’s reaching ground
Central disturbance
causing soul’s early snowstorm
Legs are shaking
Head’s leaning down
Sulk in abundance
making solitude a paramount
Getting trapped with open eyes
Inside this thing –
Often called “a life”
When I don’t want anyone around
Psst in my ears
Make that sound
I’m tired of walking alive
Such a boring routine
is this everyday life
Pinch me hard
Make me scream
Wake me up
from this side
to inside a dream.
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Psst…. Wake up
Follow me into the clouds
Where my body yearns for you
And my whispers grow loud
Psst… I’m calling you
Stealing your attention
From that boring routine
Forcing your insides to come alive
To a thrill that’s never-ending
Psst…. Come to me.
Sorry I couldn’t help it. =-D
Very Very Nice Neeraj. =-)
Jeez!! What’s your address? Lol 😉
6969 Cloud 9 ave
Somewhere in, Texas
;-D
Somewhere in Texas or $exas? You misspelled it deliberately? Lol..
Anyways.. Hugs and kisses are on your way 🙂 XOXO
Yes! I knew good would cum from that poem…:-)
Lol.. Thank you for believing in me 🙂