A silent curse,
A little worse ...
A tempered bore,
A hallowed core,
A bellowed tore...
Sometimes i can irritate you with my voice,
Sometimes i can irritate you with my noise.
Sometimes i can irritate you with my songs,
Sometimes i can irritate you with my wrongs.
Sometimes i can irritate you with my wrongs.
Sometimes i can irritate you with my presence,
Sometimes i can irritate you with my absence.
Sometimes i can irritate you with my absence.
Sometimes i can irritate you with my silence,
Sometimes i can irritate you with my patience.
Sometimes i can irritate you with my patience.
2 comments:
What is a 'bellowed tore'?
tu despo hai hai hai!
sometimes I can comment after understanding your poems
Sometimes I can comment without understnading your poems!
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