Third Day Of July – 2019.
I woke up and slowly upon my bed I sat,
Walked a bit and then came back to bed,
I realized I woke up but morning is a bit late,
And I went back to love of my soft pillow.
I abandoned the dreams as in them I saw,
Unknown faces, places,
I asked, “Why
Nothing else I saw and peace of sleep found me.
Afternoon spread around like a date I forgot to ask,
She sat around me, watching me in my routines,
I tried to know the pulse of her but realized,
I am miles away from myself in a lost romance.
Evening drive and festival chaos, ah’ wonderful,
Saw a lady whose countenance from behind froze,
Me on my feet but Oh’, not my Little Boss,
Smile from inside faded to make way for a sad truth.
That truth is for me to find a new day in a new way,
To live with
To love even when I know every
I will live
Late night brought the surprise of my “Mystery Reader”,
As late night became late I sat in cold air and napped,
When I woke, I know, a new morning putting make up,
To bring me a smile with memories of that Little Boss.
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