Happy Hour :)

That couch in the corner,

Calls me to sit,



Pen down the feelings that call for expression…

Eager to listen to me,

My pen waits for hours…

While paper seeks to be fed, lits light

I often fulfil their desires,

Or should I call them mine, at night…

That’s how we share a happy hour,

When my feelings dance on the paper,


My pen never fails to bring a smile on my face.



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