I Write a Day
From the Mockingjay kingdom
Brought the delightful morning
By making a cup of coffee using memorandum;
I highlighted the absence of her
Attaching few drops of tears,
But she didn’t listen
And kept on making blood smears;
The waking up part was not so fancy,
It cracked the moon inside me.
I lied and cried for the twisted tale,
She poured a glass of wine beneath this half-grown tree;
I could have tried much harder
To reap the seed in a much better way,
I tossed up the coin under the blessing of her,
“Yet another choice, for just another day!”
National Poetry Writing Month
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Paint The Emotion Black
I don’t want to pry
But will you tell me the reason?
I have no money to buy
But will you sell me the emotion?
I kind of lost the connection
Will you help me to find out why?
My simplicity gives me complexion
Will you teach me how to comply?
Back in the past,
Suddenly, I was kicked from the friendship tree,
I kept on smiling to let them take me back
But they never had time to listen to my plea.
On the tip of musical chanter
My words got out of sync, ah sweet!
They judged the whole scenario dubiously,
Instantaneously started calling me creep.
Eventually, I leapt myself up
And searched for the magic colour,
I painted my reason blue
And mixed my emotion with black dropper.
Now, I, a simple man,
Out of eagerness,
Living a normal life
In the numbness.
Second Chapter Emotion turned Orange click here