Hot Coffee with chocolate,
a packet of chips,
screw the diet plan,
ignorance is the bliss,
writing is easy,
with food around,
I think better when,
my stomach is sound,
chocolates and cakes,
truffles and shakes,
I now wonder why,
GRRM has such a good waist,
(George R.R.Martin,Writer, A Song of Ice and Fire)
with so much eating,
and keyboard on fire,
i feel the urge to sleep,
my utmost desire,
stuffed till the neck,
with food and love,
the heart sings a rhythm,
so melodious,
as I pass to my dreamy world,
I see words dancing,
all-seeing me at once,
like cute puppies glancing,
I pick the one, whose rhythm matches my heart,
the writing isn’t over,it’s about to start,
as soon as I wake up, keyboard’s again on fire
with words all over from the dreamy world supplier,
Haha! Loved it!
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Thanks 🙂
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Hungry now…lol good one
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Reblogged this on delshe and commented:
Sounds so much lyk me…. Lol
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Thanks for Re-blog
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Nice combo of poem& food! 🙂
Hats off to your unique perspective 🙂
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Thanks 😊
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I know I am almost two years late but this is something really, really nice! ☺☺
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This was one of the starting ones..which I wrote.
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Nobody can guess that!
I am still trying to catch up each and every verse of yours! I am so late😂
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It is never too late. 😂
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Haha. Yes😘
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