Deep Good Morning Poems

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Every day early lights loaded down with privileged insights.

The morning dews are precious stone balls,

each holding a mysterious trailer of

a section of the day.

The birds, chipping unendingly,

tattle among themselves about the

great things you'll find at

the weekend market.

In the cleft between the sun's

virginal light and last night's shadows,

an old companion hangs tight for a

booked possibility of experience,

bearing an endowment of past memories.

New blend trickles into the carafe of your

old coffee machine, tapping out

a Morse code of the new

considerations and sentiments that will permeate

into your mind in the hours to come.

And, the blinds surge with echoes

of the laughs to be giggled.

The day is waiting to admit

its great plans for you.

GOOD MORNING.

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Bad Day

Cause I slept drunk yesterday, I wake up with a spinning head I can't tell left from right. I have to pull myself together and after a litre or two of chilled water with a squeeze of lemon I become steady,trying to wake my wife up since I can't do shit on my own, it's dark ;4 or 5 in the am-so I think, dogs are barking And a cock can be heard from a far,"why are you so stubborn!" slowly whispers ,my wife. Assuming that is rhetorical ,I let her be, I have to fasten my pace so I cannot be late for work. The weather is chill and mist has formed in most part of my neighbourhood, again I can't see shit and this time not because of the darkness but the mist. I have already left the house when I get a call from my boss "Hello, I thought we spoke yesterday and you promised to be here earlier than now!" "What!?,I mean sorry, I am on my way sir."I reply not knowing what we spoke about the previous day. My head is still floaty, memories about last nig...

Why did you laugh?

Why did you laugh? When you know your smile robs me of my senses, Takes my identity and also flashes my bright eyes, Unable to think about anything else but submit to you, Rob me of my masculinity and make me feel like a little boy. Passionately, intimately, you look me straight in the eyes, For your eyes are the windows to your heart, I can gaze straight through your beautiful soul, For I trust your eyes will never lie, no matter how hard you'd try. You should know, three things that makes my life complete Are love, laughter, and you, my drug, my addiction, The laughter has lasted since the very first moment Falling for you babynaa, has been so much fun. Regardless of whether it's giggles at the kitchen table Or even full loud laughter any place we're capable Every single smile, is an image of our affection You're my dream come true, all I ever dreamt of. Our adoration, well that is somewhat more significant Radiating through when our giggling is rid...

If I were King

I often wish I were a King, And then I could do anything. If only I were King of Nairobi, I'd make you let her be. If only I were King of Uganda, I'd scare the ones under, If only I were King of Spain, I'd take my hat off in the rain. If only I were King of France, I wouldn't brush my hair for aunts. If I were King of Greece, I'd push things off the mantelpiece. If I were King of Norway, I'd ask an elephant to stay. If I were King of Babylon, I'd leave my button gloves undone. If I were King of Timbuctoo, I'd think of lovely things to do. If I were King of anything, I'd tell the soldiers, "I'm the King!"

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