Friday, 7 November 2008

The House

The window stares at you aggressively.
The chimney breaths out the air sadly.
The door opens its wide mouth to greet you.
The roof shows off its long, curly hair.
The curtains open their eyes happily.
The long stairs eat you when you go up.
The carpet is the soft skin from your body.
The sofa eats you slowly when you sit on it.
The blinds close their eyes.
The TV talks to you angrily.
The microwave sings its lovely song as you wait for your tea.
The bath swallows you quickly.
Mirror stares at you strangely.

By Mica

4 comments:

Miss Yassin said...

Brillant use of adverbs Mica! Keep up the impressive work :)

Anonymous said...

good poem mica.

Akash said...

good poem mica

Toni said...

great poem mica ! :);)