Waken
Slam of morning hit
best moment of my dream
And can't effort to recall
what was happened before.
Warm water upon my face
frozen my boring thoughts and
squeeze out realistic laziness
just like a pile of bluish toothpaste.
As a lively cyborg,
need to fuel with black coffee . . .
Before chewing up
all that more bitter tactless stuffs.
BS
Slam of morning hit
best moment of my dream
And can't effort to recall
what was happened before.
Warm water upon my face
frozen my boring thoughts and
squeeze out realistic laziness
just like a pile of bluish toothpaste.
As a lively cyborg,
need to fuel with black coffee . . .
Before chewing up
all that more bitter tactless stuffs.
BS
The great POET, are you reading my mind?
ReplyDeleteIt seems you are telling my true story of every morning... :P
P' Aey, I think we are on the same boat of mood :D
ReplyDeleteNeeding some dose of adrenaline :P