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Bunyinyer macam menarik,kan kawan-kawan.
Enjoy reading ~~~*
MONDAY BLUES
the cock crows again
its the dawn of a new day
his eyes still heavy with sleep
he dreads the icy cold water
on his bare skin
clothes barely ironed
shoes not quite polished
room in a state of mess
that'll wait,cant miss the bus again
not a decent vehicle in sight
he opts for the death on wheels-MOLUE
thats what its called-right?
the awful smell of bad breath and cheap cologne
hangs in the air
misplaced elbows.poing hes ribs
he sticks his head out the window
for a bit of fresh,unpolluted air
hes heart pumps faster than usual
as he crosses the mainland bridge
the driver drunk with madness
speeds like death awaits him
he thinks about the swimming lessons he didnt take
poor fella...like one with heavy fever..he begins to shake
he breaths a sigh of relief
as they reach the other end of the bridge
driver signals to hes side kick
who prances about collecting the bus fare
where yer moni" he shouts
as if speaking to a deaf ear
in a fit of anger and fustration
he flings the money at the conductor and hurries off
while curses are rained on him
he mutters hes under his breath
late for work
the boss..
is down his neck again
the pay isnt worth the work
but there are mouths to feed
he dares not talk
the same menacing cycle on the journey home
the sun has died
and the stars rule the sky
home sweet home at last
jus then nepa strikes....
( sekadar gambar hiasan di pagi isnin )
Happy Monday peeps!
Bunyinyer macam menarik,kan kawan-kawan.
Enjoy reading ~~~*
MONDAY BLUES
the cock crows again
its the dawn of a new day
his eyes still heavy with sleep
he dreads the icy cold water
on his bare skin
clothes barely ironed
shoes not quite polished
room in a state of mess
that'll wait,cant miss the bus again
not a decent vehicle in sight
he opts for the death on wheels-MOLUE
thats what its called-right?
the awful smell of bad breath and cheap cologne
hangs in the air
misplaced elbows.poing hes ribs
he sticks his head out the window
for a bit of fresh,unpolluted air
hes heart pumps faster than usual
as he crosses the mainland bridge
the driver drunk with madness
speeds like death awaits him
he thinks about the swimming lessons he didnt take
poor fella...like one with heavy fever..he begins to shake
he breaths a sigh of relief
as they reach the other end of the bridge
driver signals to hes side kick
who prances about collecting the bus fare
where yer moni" he shouts
as if speaking to a deaf ear
in a fit of anger and fustration
he flings the money at the conductor and hurries off
while curses are rained on him
he mutters hes under his breath
late for work
the boss..
is down his neck again
the pay isnt worth the work
but there are mouths to feed
he dares not talk
the same menacing cycle on the journey home
the sun has died
and the stars rule the sky
home sweet home at last
jus then nepa strikes....
( sekadar gambar hiasan di pagi isnin )
Happy Monday peeps!
