I have been unable to write for the past few weeks partly because my keyboard has hardly been working – literally rather. And on the day that i take the trouble to brave to write with it, i realise that i don’t really want to.
I have been engulfed by a strong sense of calm, a whistling silence that seems to be around my spirit. Maybe when some fire ignites i shall write again
Lol- pole! Don’t youjust hate it when tha happens! Happened to me once, yaani I had to blackmail my computer with a poem, ndio eventually it sharted working … …
My Computer is Snoozing
My computer is snoozing
Tried to wake her up but she’s refusing
Blackmailed her, bribed her, threatened her, clearly I am losing
This little charade I find no longer amusing
For my love for her I see she has been abusing
What I did wrong I don’t even know
That she was angry she never did once show
Between us there was never even the slightest row
AD, Jill Scott, Southern Comfort, we did it all together in tow
Seeds of discontent I wonder how and when she did sow
I think she now believes she’s Snow White
Waiting for a kiss from her Prince Charming at night
Tried some technicians, turns they were all frogs that bite
Snoozing and not even stretching a muscle she does it so right
Snoring away you’d think she’s never seen the light
So tight is my schedule at work
Memories of the AD I so try to block
When I get home my misery I know she does mock
Tempts me she does to lock her away until she is a crock
God help me away I don’t have her away locked
The little hussy my touch she doesn’t even miss
To realize the feeling isn’t mutual off it does piss
Shouldn’t see me angry lest she decides to sleep forever in bliss
Maybe I should go out every night and get pissed!
While I wait til she gets that bloody kiss