(If they were really mine a little early on I was going to be a little more loved and a little less troubled)
Yesterday someone drove me in a cab. The driver asked me if I am glad to see the airplanes hovering so close to me. I said I have been flying since a decade. And each time I fly I am happy to see it taking off. He said where I have been and I said to a few places around the world.
Here are my feelings,
When my mother cries, I say crocodile tears
When my father comes close, I say too late
When the brother swears, I say how wrong I have been
When the sister procrastinates, my love dies
When I get spam calls, I simmer in pelvic agony
When someone waits for my love, I say go find yourself someone
When friends smile, I say OK lets meet
When the neighbor shouts, I wake up from slumber
Its not late but I have been crying for long
original, accurate and creative :)
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nice poem..!!!!!!
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