I take a breath..i don't feel i'm breathing...
There's a gush..and my tears well up...
I feel, its not 'me in myself'..its someone else...
I murmur..i sound different...
I try talking..but it asphyxiates me..
I feel, its not me in myself..its someone else...
I lay on the bed...staring up at the ceiling..
I turn over from side to side,but slumber and snooze are alien to me...
I feel,its not me in myself..its someone else...
I know now ..who that 'someone' is...
Don't think i'm a split personality..
its not an alter of myself..
it is just-"common cold" in me and myself!!!!
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What do you fear? Overcome It. Says everyone, untill it's time to do it. I laughed it off and said I fear heights, He too giggled and go...
2 comments:
the most infectious disease- comon cold! when i get it , i 'bunk' classes in 'public interest'
neways this poem was a very unique way of describing the COLD - a kewl or a cool way, shall i say
BABA
cool cold.....
good 1... good way 2 describe cold....
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