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THE GRANTED CRUSH
#WritcoPoemPrompt43
Write a poem on how to do something mundane most people take for granted, such as how to tie your shoes, how to turn on a lamp, how to pour a cup of coffee.
OPEND MY EYES, RUBBING IT TWICE..
I TRIED TO WAKE MY LITTLE MIND......
CHECKED THE TIME.... NUMBER OF TIMES.....
TURNED AROUND TRYING TO SLEEP.....
BUT THIS HALF WOKE MODE MADE ME WEAK......
AHH..... MY CUP OF TEA.......
WHERE IS MY DIVINE SIP....
THE THIRST I CAN FEEL ON MY LIPS....
I asked for my daily dose....
But no one heard my need for sure....
I just tried to ask again...
I realized that I am in lazy pain...
Remembering the day I got a reality check..
The chaotic thing I am on the official deck
The home I left had a toll on me....
The day I ignored the comfort of breeze...
I don't have the energy to flow...
The lack of caffeine made me slow...
I want to get up and be on time...
But can't get the thing of my mind..
Don't wanna be held tight in the dress
Lazy me can't bend to tie shoe laces on rest....
Can't get over the taken for granted things...
Now I know the deep meanings.....
I was done with the hectic life......
Just because I loose the soft sip of sugar dice........
The tea mom poured was the energy rush..........
That empowered me to sweat and push...
But here I am.... with no flow of energy....
Seems like granted things have taken me to the world of real lethargy......
I am done with Adulting for real....
I want my childhood secured and sealed...
I want my taken for granted wishes back....
So I could feel them again and respect their lack.....
Just then the phone rang.....
Mom on the other side.... .... asked in a soft line.......
Get up my boy..... it's your last day their.... I am waiting for you here....
Called you to make it clear...
I will make you tea and stuff......
Won't allow your eyes to puff....
Cheerfully I jumped on bed.....
Remembering that what the notice read...
The long holidays are allowed as rest...
Tearing up I felt the rush....
Thanking mom for the cheerful push....
I was ready enough to cut airy gush...
With hopes to embrace my granted crush...
Soon I can get the energy peak....
Ahh.... My dearest Cup of tea....
© hola.its_anagha.777
#Poetry #lifepoems #love #truelines #self
Write a poem on how to do something mundane most people take for granted, such as how to tie your shoes, how to turn on a lamp, how to pour a cup of coffee.
OPEND MY EYES, RUBBING IT TWICE..
I TRIED TO WAKE MY LITTLE MIND......
CHECKED THE TIME.... NUMBER OF TIMES.....
TURNED AROUND TRYING TO SLEEP.....
BUT THIS HALF WOKE MODE MADE ME WEAK......
AHH..... MY CUP OF TEA.......
WHERE IS MY DIVINE SIP....
THE THIRST I CAN FEEL ON MY LIPS....
I asked for my daily dose....
But no one heard my need for sure....
I just tried to ask again...
I realized that I am in lazy pain...
Remembering the day I got a reality check..
The chaotic thing I am on the official deck
The home I left had a toll on me....
The day I ignored the comfort of breeze...
I don't have the energy to flow...
The lack of caffeine made me slow...
I want to get up and be on time...
But can't get the thing of my mind..
Don't wanna be held tight in the dress
Lazy me can't bend to tie shoe laces on rest....
Can't get over the taken for granted things...
Now I know the deep meanings.....
I was done with the hectic life......
Just because I loose the soft sip of sugar dice........
The tea mom poured was the energy rush..........
That empowered me to sweat and push...
But here I am.... with no flow of energy....
Seems like granted things have taken me to the world of real lethargy......
I am done with Adulting for real....
I want my childhood secured and sealed...
I want my taken for granted wishes back....
So I could feel them again and respect their lack.....
Just then the phone rang.....
Mom on the other side.... .... asked in a soft line.......
Get up my boy..... it's your last day their.... I am waiting for you here....
Called you to make it clear...
I will make you tea and stuff......
Won't allow your eyes to puff....
Cheerfully I jumped on bed.....
Remembering that what the notice read...
The long holidays are allowed as rest...
Tearing up I felt the rush....
Thanking mom for the cheerful push....
I was ready enough to cut airy gush...
With hopes to embrace my granted crush...
Soon I can get the energy peak....
Ahh.... My dearest Cup of tea....
© hola.its_anagha.777
#Poetry #lifepoems #love #truelines #self
