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Published On: June 21, 2019 08:05 AM NPT By: Moin Uddin

The clock was fourteen

The clock was fourteen

When lights are turned off

The darkness surrounds 

I go to bed

And cuddle into the blanket

The tiredness surrounds

And eyes slowly close 

And soon dreams welcomes into her amuses.

 

The scene was serene

The environment was marine

The closeness was clean

The clock was fourteen

The talk was calming 

And we enjoyed raining

Seeing from the cuddled warmth of esteem.

 

When the clock was 5:00 in the morning

The dream smiled and went in 

The hand rose above 

Mouth sighed

Fingers caressed eyes

The snuggled bedding agonize

I chuck out and apologize

 

The chirping birds fly over the sky

Making me wonder what shall I fry

I clean my face and rub my back

I splash the water and listen to the music track.

 

I come with ideas

And wear my dress

Eat some breakfast

And come out from the door

And talk with self.

 

I go to work

Life in a tick tock 

Do my job

Oh oh oh-oh 

There I see above - seventeen

Arrange my stuff and move from there in

 

I come inside

Put off my dress

Wear pajamas

And splash my face

Pour some snacks

And stomach acts

Oh oh oh-oh twenty facts

I make a meal

And eat a deal

Lay on the bed

Listen to the music 

And dive into the ocean

Come out chill 

 

When lights are turned off

The darkness surrounds 

I go to bed

And cuddle into the blanket

The tiredness surrounds

And eyes slowly close 

And soon dreams welcomes into her amuses.

 

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