Zombie

Twenty four hours after a forty four hour trip,door to door, across four continents

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I have seen
The Walking Dead
Never thought
I will feel like one
Nearly a day had passed
Since I am back
And I feel like
I am the walking dead
Did I have breakfast
Or did I simply fast
I thought I took a nap
But why then
There is such a gap
From the last time
I thought
I was awake
And now that
I am really awake
Or am I
I thought
I will take a bath
But I find myself flat
On my yoga mat
Am I having a
Massive jet lag
Really
Or did I actually
Die
And turned into a
Zombie
Oh my my

 

 

Author: pranabaxom

Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.

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