Poetry Exercise from DPS
My feeble attempt....
It can't be switch on like a tv box,
Tho' it gets hot like a frying wok,
Two can't fit onto a single bed,
It is fragile like a mirror frame.
Connect like a phone call regardless of zone,
But your razor sharp words cut me to my bone,
Like a cup of coffee spilled over the table,
This love is dumped like a panty made of paper.
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3 comments:
okie okie... tis one needs LOTSA editing..... let me do so when my brain is working.... :lol:
okie meh??!!
i noe lah, i post it on DPS so others see liao, "wah like dat also can, then i also can write!" Reverse encouragement? :P
easy for u to say.. urs is NICE okie.... -_-"
even if post, also i post it myself... let's see if i can amend it better.... if not.....
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