His Messy Room


Posted on 15th Sep 2020 04:47 pm by rohit kumar

Whosever room this is should be ashamed!

His underwear is hanging on the lamp.

His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,

And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.

His workbook is wedged in the window,

His sweater's been thrown on the floor.

His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,

And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.

His books are all jammed in the closet,

His vest has been left in the hall.

A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,

And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.

Whosever room this is should be ashamed!

Donald or Robert or Willie or--

Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,

I knew it looked familiar!

1 Like 0 Dislike
Previous poetry Next poetry
Other poetry

My Love, My Queen

You are my love, my life, and my queen.

You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w

This Morning

This passionate morning

I wake up with

Your feminine body

With your seduc

It Feels Like A Lifetime Ago

Feels like a lifetime ago

that I loved like that.

Wanting more

and more a

Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul

 

Take Me to the center of your soul

show me where you hide

lead me

Love Me Tomorrow

Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day

Love me again like you did the first day

Lo

Being With You

You bring the sunshine to my rain.

You give me love when I feel pain.

 

Let Love Grow

I want to live in a world

where nobody is afraid

to fall in love

or admit

My Dear Love

I see you in my thoughts and dreams.

When I awake, how real it seems.

You aren't

Cammy The Rabbit

Cammy my rabbit, feminine but buff

no really, this isn't a bluff!

A rex with her

I Love Your Cute Smile

I love your eyes and your soft sighs.

I love your inner beauty, too.

I love the w

Sign up to write
Sign up now to share your poetry.
Login   |   Register
Follow Us
Indyaspeak @ Facebook Indyaspeak @ Twitter Indyaspeak @ Pinterest RSS



Play Free Quiz and Win Cash