Saturday, November 29, 2014

Winter Cold (A silly Poem)


Every single day
decide on my own
having a bath
I could postpone

My daily morning
beard to shave
for another day
wish could save

Sipping tea in bed
the whole day
wishing this was
the only way

The sun covered fully
left with no space
People waiting to see
like a bride's face

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