• shynishyns 10w

    My Sofa

    Often I seek my comfortable haven in you;
    Whenever I feel aloof, I lean
    On your shoulders and unload
    My burdened heart;
    Whenever chaos crumble me down
    I seek refuge in you
    Until I relieve from the knots;
    It is in you, I sketch the outline
    For my future by day dreaming all day;
    Sometimes you turn to cradle
    And lull me to sleep
    Whenever I combat with sleepless nights
    Wallowing on my bed;
    I slouch on your lap
    With my writing pad and pen
    Pondering over the topics given by Mirakee;
    My days will be partial without you.