on this day
i am alone.
haven't washed my face
neither brushed my teeth
had breakfast before 7
just coffee and bread
without butter
the whole night i listened
to the rain
i sleep like a puppy
it bothers me
why my Sunday is like this
why poetry keeps on
falling like rain
why sometimes i feel
that nobody seems to be listening
i am alone
on this day of my own reckoning....
i am alone.
haven't washed my face
neither brushed my teeth
had breakfast before 7
just coffee and bread
without butter
the whole night i listened
to the rain
i sleep like a puppy
it bothers me
why my Sunday is like this
why poetry keeps on
falling like rain
why sometimes i feel
that nobody seems to be listening
i am alone
on this day of my own reckoning....
No comments:
Post a Comment