The summer Sun has just raised over the horizon,
Spreadin in and around, its beautiful golden light,
Its a beautiful day.
Its neither hot like the afternoons,
nor is it rainy like the night before.
Patches of smoky white clouds
dot the brilliant golden sky,
as birds of feather fly past them.
Men and beautiful women walk, run and jog,
with their pet dogs,children(usually obese) and some times mad dogs behind.
Little birds with unlucky worm in their legs cripping on plant,
and bigger birds cawing on the electric wires( grasing the neighbouring Uncles and Aunts with their morning crap)
Your mother waters the gardens,while
your father checks the morning news with a masala Chai.
Its a perfect Sunday morning...
As for you,don't you just Love going back to sleeep on days like this!!!;)
ahhaa Nirvana!!
*ZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZ*
9 comments:
i swear!!! its d same thing i do:)
good going:)
This is a very poetic piece of sunday morning stuff...U have talent macha...keep goin....
ya...i do the same thing on every sunday...n1:)
* gulp *
I ll be the one watering garden with my dad! =( if not will be watching tv! =D
What a bad sunday!
And ya good poetry! When did you start writing em?
=P
i ud wanna appreciate tht u have a whole lotta creativeness dude!! get going.. make ppl get hungry 4 ur beautiful lines..:)
^^
make ppl get hungry 4 ur beautiful lines..:) ??
I'm already full! =P
hey its beautiful....i was imagining all these things while reading......and great poetic language!!!!keep up the good work dude!!
Seriously I did not read the whole blog!!! Hell I couldn't read it man!!
What the shit is this poetry about man!!
Write your usual funky stuffs dude!!
You're getting a lot serious!!!!
Post a Comment