An Ordinary Shirt

Between noon and evening
An interval comes
When sounds, actions
Are already tired

As if now
All wishes have come to an end
I sit down on any
Empty chair

Just now a boy
Wearing a yellow shirt passed by
I remembered
My shirt
In those ordinary days
It  was possible
Yes, this life was possible
I am still wearing
Shirt just like that

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I like the poem beucsae it’s a bit funny.Even beucsae it’s lots of fun.It makes me want to write the same poem.The poem is so funny it makes me want to laugh out loud.The poem rhymes so much.

rahmat rasool

we are thanksfull of you guys

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