stalk stalk stalk
it happened again
when I went out
in the garden.
The morning was calm, cool
I was hoping some time to chill
But went back inside simmering.
Why? The stalking began again.
I don’t know why he does it
I know he cant even tell
Whenever I go out in the garden
He appears from somewhere
Naaah!!! Not a human being
He or she is our ancestor type
Those who jump from tree to tree
Living a life of freedom and delight.
Whenever I go out he appears
And watches me with his beady eyes
Mimics every thing I do or try to do
Driving me crazy all the while.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
2 comments:
This one is quite upbeat! It is like a song!
ha ha.. you would not have enjoyed it if you were stalked by one :)
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