Thursday, 27 November 2008

The Human House

The alarm clock sang its cheerful morning song.

The bed yawned when I pulled out the sheets.

The tap cried to let me wash my face.

My food spreads taste around my tongue.

The door’s mouth yawned when I went out of the house.

The computer spoke to me as I was doing my work.

The house greeted me when I went inside.

The house closed its eyes and slept throughout the night.

By Yaqub

7 comments:

Miss Yassin said...

Very good poem Yaqub I particularly like the last line. Keep it up :)

Toni said...

very good poem yaqub :) ;)

yaqub said...

my poem is great but it is to short

yaqub said...

i like my poem

Anonymous said...

good one

Aayushi said...

LOL YOUR WROTE ABOUT THREE COMMENTS ON YOUR OWN POEM BUT STILL IT WAS WAY COOOOOOOOOL

NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE

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