tired,awake, alone i lie in this cold bed trying to sleep
slowly warmed by my breaths,i'm writing a poem on the edge of sleep and death.
and as i type on the keypad of my cellphone two things come to my mind.
will this poem make it to poetry?
and
have i fucked up the formatting?
.......
never wrote a poem on my cell.anyway,lot of poems on saturday.so keep
your weekend free!;)
Me too,i was saying the same thing..."either he must be sleeping or else he must be dead"...Began wondering of all the poor orphans -- the monkeys!
ReplyDeleteBut thank God --you were only sleeping..dreaming of poetries.
So everything has gotten into the right order.
Can i wipe the sweat of my forehead and relax atlast!!
ouff!
Nothingman, nice to always see you back!!
Ya i am with u orgasmik...
ReplyDeleteWhatever had happened to u??
Anyways glad to c that you r back....i m eagerly looking forward to saturday....
As for the post....well it wasnt really a poem....now was it??....
Btw all my posts in my blog are from my cell......mobiblogger that i am.....
@ Orgasmik...
ReplyDeletehey man chill, i'm not gone from here yet :D i'm still to bother the hell out of lot of people:P Yup relax and be ready for some mindblasting poetry :D
@ TOT...
Life happened dude! too busy! Yeah saturday is just few hours away:D It WAS a poem...free verse ;) i'm not sure about the formatting on my cell, this was just an experiment...let's see how we do later :)
cheers!
And tanks for sticking along :D
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didn't see any formatting. i guess that means you succeeded. when i post from my cell, formatting that i didn't put in somehow finds its way to the post :D
ReplyDeletei should try blogging when i'm half asleep too. i know that i've said interesting stuff, might be fun for people to hear it too :)