Rousing in the morning
Just when the day is dawning
Stretching out and yawning
Alarm clock clearly warning!
Gobbling up a muffin
Gulping lots of coffee
Popping in a toffee
My body simply bluffing
Snapping close my briefcase
Doing up my shoelace
Kissing Cutie goodbye
Awaiting not her reply
These are random memories
Of my city hustles
Not without the bustle
And occasional reveries
Now has come the sunset
With seeds of mighty regret
For Cutie is another’s
Our love has grown asunder
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This piece is so contemporary and metropolitan! A lotta folks can plenty relate with this! Striking a balance between family life and work’s daunting but its gotta to done to forestall against a situation like this one! Great stuff Zee, ride on high!
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sad…. family should always take priority over work and hustle…
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Couldn’t agree more.
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Really Scary!!! 😦 Is this happening to you?
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Dear Uche, one of the liberties accorded a writer is that of entering into the mind and situations of others and saying what they would, if they could. It’s called imagination. Thanks for asking though.
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Hmmm….scary reality!!! Puppet Master/Mistress, U!!!
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Brilliantly put together! Yeah, the thing that hustling does to love..hmmm. Beautiful poem Zee, keep it coming…
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Thanks Jules
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