Favorite feelings? you ask.
Oh, thatβs a difficult task.
But, well lets play along,
The game of tag is on!
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I shall start with cherished,
That feeling is such a bliss.
Like when Anurika tagged me,
Or when you guys nominate me.
Itβs such a beautiful feeling,
Thank you for acknowledging me.
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Then, I shall move on to anger,
For real, this is not a humor.
Pumps up my adrenaline,
And my push ups go doubling.
Donβt ask me the number though.
My fitness is abysmal, so.
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Then, let me move on to grief,
From where, the deepest pain spill.
That dreaded heart-wrenching feeling,
Believe me, they are inspiring.
They help my words flow,
In my poetry, they glow.
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Then, comes my dearest, happiness,
Never feeling it would be a mess.
Joy, glee, excitement, what not…
Give it any name you want.
Itβs the best of feelings,
A cure to all ailing.
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Now, I call upon envy,
That not so nice feeling.
But, it could a motivation,
Your greatest resolution.
To ameliorate each day,
And build your own name.
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Now, letβs move on to love,
From where every problem evolve.
Yet, I love this feeling,
Blindly, and unconditionally loving.
Ah, yes, Iβm a hopeless romantic,
Always so very optimistic.
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Now, Iβm feeling laziness,
Too tired to reach number ten.
Well, I donβt like this feeling,
Itβs so demotivating.
But, to this feeling, I shall give in
And here I rest my writing.
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Oh, should I be tagging?
But this laziness wonβt let me.
Sleep is coming to claim me,
Its drowsy arms embracing me.
So, I find an easy way out,
YOU, are who Iβm tagging.
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