The night is near to middle
Tomorrow a riddle
Written by the present time
Today sings drawing rhyme.
Head on my aged pillow,
Silence mode hello.
The window of my room knocking
In the wind of the season’s first pouring.
But. hush, the Town is here
And I need to be there.
Need to fill, before ultimatum, the plane’s order;
Then some customers’ orders.
Hush, let me slip into my pleasure
Which Ma sentenced as just devil’s leisure.
Hush, I shall go now.
Note:
This is to a game I’m hooked on now, and it’s the secret pleasure I’m enjoying a lot these days. And my Ma is disturbed and angry at me for this hooked on.
National Poem Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) 2018: Day#1: Based on Secret Pleasure or Secret Shame
beautiful rhyming and enjoyed this humourous side of you!
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Thanks Gina…this year am trying to keep it light and urban…
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and it shows, its a pleasure to read your words again. i will be going through them my dear friend.
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Will wait for you…
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Beautiful poem
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Nice hook up!
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😊☺️
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👍
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Look at what you have created already and feel inspired 😊
All the best!!
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Really… thanks Cherry for these inspiring words…
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You are welcome Sangbad!!
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Don’t let it distract you from writing your poems this month 😉
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🙂 yeah I have to keep this in mind☺️😊… good to see you again…
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I’m all smiles here, to see all these familiar faces. It feels like coming home! Glad you joined again.
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It is like reunion to me…I have been waiting for this month as I was not writing much due to continuous poet block…now I will write…
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Tell your poet block to get hooked on some game 😉 We want you here!
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Yes… I will tell him that… thanks for the support…
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