The Right Strike Poem by J Sheba Anandhi

The Right Strike



Ceiling is the limit in terms of height for me now,
The worst part of holiday is to stay idle at home,
My activities for procession is unacceptably slow,
To catch up with the former speed I need some
Time, so as to wait for the right strike to come.

Wednesday, July 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: right,time
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