Apparently this round I'm out of luck! Better to fold my hand, Not to pray, But to not become a prey!!!
It’s the wrong place for long time maybe wrong setting of the clock!
It’s like a sudden death sitting behind wheel of a truck, hits and run it kills a green spotted fat frog!
Now I should sail back home through the sea, but I cannot find my yacht (Actually it's just a boat)
In fact I cannot remember where I had it tied up,
I have no idea in which side of the dock,
I fastened its rope to an oak tree which seems earlier today they had it cut,
Some saw they ve attached mine to a bigger boat by iron chain with a huge lock!
Finally I found out that bigger boat has left the port taking mine too, to destination:Prague!!!!
By the time I ve taught it cannot get worse,
next morning I woke up with a skin rush, of course , Went down with chickenpox,
How these incidents all did come over me without an alert or a door knock,
Now you may make faces after reading this story, comment: "How ridiculous it sounds!" somebody tells this guy to shut his mouth, what a nonsense he should be on some kind of drug!!!
Anyway In the end I’m just happy that you have read this piece so I get a few extra buck(s),
FYI, I only needed the money so to your comments and reactions I don’t really give a F***!
P.S: Although I was down that road before,
well, U know, When DJ is a jerk the dance really sucks!!!
Poem by GolnarMoininamini, Standbypoet, 27April2024
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- Published: May 21st, 2025 18:32
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Comments1
This poem reminds me of internal thoughts, musings of a poet. Lovely
Thanks. I ve just started reading your work, 🙂
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