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Poetry profession Read sit stare write

I Sit And Stare,


It is a Sunday  evening

have nothing to do

mostly I do nothing always

sit and stare for hours

read and write for many hours

sleep soundly for many more hours

that is how I pass my days

either it be any day

Monday to Friday

through the week days

Saturday and Sunday

the week end days

I sit and stare

reas and write

sleep and sleep

any of you want to be like me?

nay, never as I know

you would all be busy always

no time to stand ans stare

if you try my professon once

would not leave it for ever

I sit and stare.stare

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heat passion Poetry rhyme rhythm write

A Mystery — I Note.


I expect rains  for a change

the heat is beyond the range

my wish is not strange

it is well within the  range

my mind goes dizzy

my thoughts  go hazy

and I miss my rhymes frequently

the rhythm gets mixed inordinately

it is due to the heat,rains do not come I think

yet, I write  with a passion

write for what reason

I know not, a mystery

I am unable to unravel.