At the end of long and tiring day
I hustle to my home happily engrossed
On the looming long holidays
Grabbing some greens and red wine
And some books and classics
I reached the door of my heaven
Owning the entire home
With all of the roommates away
The extrovert in me came to life
I kicked my shoes and threw my shopping bags
With my favorite music on, I poured me a glass of wine
All the while I run high of bibliosmia
It was then, I heard the knock
Another one, yet again!
I keep calm while pondering
Would my flung shoe giveaway?
Or the volume of the music giveaway?
Is my weekend all gone?
I pretend not to hear the knocks
I hope and wait for it to go
Am I a coward or just lazy?
I peek through the curtains
And saw the girl upstairs
Just hurry away!! 🙂
Too much for being an Irusu ??
haha..well written poem and off late people don’t leave by just one ring…sometimes the door bell just goes in double and triple rings….
Launching SIM Organics This April
*Menaka Bharathi *
*SimpleIndianMom*
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Irusu … hahaha I have done that a couple of times 😛 I learnt something new today 😀 wonderfully writtem.
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Irusu is something I would love to do. Sadly except the courier guy and the maid, nobody seems to understand that if the door is not opened in first ring they should just leave 😛
Intrigue
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Oh my, irusu hahaha! My dad was always doing that back in the day!
Absolutely Amazing Alliteration
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