how would I get out ?? I just dont know.
why it had to happen this time of the year,
when I was roaming around without any fear.
I want to go out, not sit inside..
my world is there,
then I what I am doing here.?
the streets are empty...
the wheels are struck,
I want to go out,
but my mom doesnt listens to me either.
the indoor stuffs makes me lame.
and I dont want tomorrow to be the same.
I want to go out and have some fun,
but this temperature makes me totally numb .
prompted at Thursday tales
Image Credit to atxu
5 people noticed.:
good going poet....keep it up..i never noe u were having such talents....lol
n nobody is interested in copying ur profile...huh...aagggrrrhhhh!!!
a very nice poem! :)
kind of somber and the repetition adds persistant to the words
Rhymming..Very Good Poem, I am impressed........
Yours Frendly,
Saravana Kumar M
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