Retired from my silky bed
Tired curtains beaming with radiance
It's Morning guys! ! !
My heart is Laughing
I felt Lucky to be Alive
Running Dunning and feeling funky
Jumped on the early bus
Ran off the road.
On this fabulous Thursday
My peace sued.Aha! let it all out
Feeling so alive. I refuse to hide.
Grip not my joy
So joyed, i decided to pen these lines
I could smell the ink of my new pen
Aroma so intimidating.i must say
I could hear the boys grunting at the stares like fumbled lads
But I am just girl.who loves to write
But I won't spare to tell of them
Now you can mark you Thursdays
Your Thursday mornings
In this Lunar Calendar
full of Thursdays, except this one
Hush.time to run!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem