Hate To Waste Money On Sweets Poem by PRIYANKA BHANDARKAR

Hate To Waste Money On Sweets



I carry many with me.
Like a dacoit eating at nights!
So I have become fat.
Precipitation.vapors.dew.
I carried them with something else,
From door to door.
Enthralled taste buds.
After that drank cold water,
Quick and fast.
My aroma of hard work.
I lobe to watch a chef.
The same place.
But I find a circus;
Laughed I at the contribution!

Tuesday, April 3, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 04 April 2018

Priyanka, such a well written poem👍👍👍

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