It has been a normal week—
A sunny day, no rain,
Sprinkle of euphoria, no pain,
Clouds plotted, less trick.
Stepping foot in his house—
The apple of everyone's orbs
Walk straight, slowly down the path—
Scattered light may not adjourn—
Quickly press the button.
Suddenly, he appear;
From the inside, he peek
Till he cast both of his scopes—
His eyes shimmering,
While I was there, flustering.
Smile— smile like his,
Talk— talk with evident bliss,
Walk in— discern all its care,
Caress it— ignore other's stares.
Brush your hair; beam thine inner beauty,
Remain thine inner self
Straighten up, and let him talk,
"Yes or yes"— you may only respond.
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Ups and Downs: Short Poems ✔
PoetryBook 1 of the "Short Poems" series. This book contains all the poems that I wrote over the past years. (100 SHORT POEMS AVAILABLE) (BEST IN BLACK BACKGROUND) (COMPLETED) - - - Copyright © 2019 by Pawerr14 All Rights Reserved
