The Sour Thoughts Poem by Febini M Joseph
The Sour Thoughts
In this misty morning sour thoughts
started to steal my blank space
As I walked the ripe tomatoes
fell from my polythene bag
Thoughts occupied its place
they started to increase like
an army which came out of
nowhere
The pain vanished
I am a wife
And I looked for my
unripe husband
Michael was
nowhere
To my surprise he came
with a coffee out of
nowhere
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