When there’s nothing to write…

Written by krishna
August 18, 2008

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Nothing to write, not in the mood,

was a tiring day, nothing to brood.

Will just go off to sleep,

wake up to another day reap.


Listened to what my wife had to say,

when I got home after a long day.

The house was clean and cozy,

at a time I was tired and drowsy.


Yet another simple day passed by,

today, the one I gladly bade goodbye.

Back home to reflect on a day not so memorable,

as I mull on over a day  gone so unremarkable.


She tells me about what she heard about,

vacancies, people as my ears she digs out.

Questions me about anything I need to buy,

tells me there’s a sale going on in a mall nearby.


Then with a question I break the silence,

and ask her something of no relevance.

She wants to read as soon as I complete,

here I finish to be with my love so sweet.

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Comment by parikshit on 18 August, 2008 @ 8:59 am

nice description of a day
-:)

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