Saturday 7 September 2013

FEVER..........
Fever....Fever...Fever....the word which ALL of us know..
Is a thing which continuously flows....
You get it every now and then
But you have no idea how it came...
When people are sick... they go to a doctor..
But i sit at home.. and drink hot water....
With fever...comes nausea.. which is not inviting...
Cause we expect things which are entertaining....
The worst part... which happens in your ears and head
Is that you're relatives call EVERY TIME to check whether you're alive or dead...
When you get up.. you feel very dizzy...
But when you ask your mom to do something... she ALWAYS says she's busy..
All say: "An apple a day... keeps the doctor away..."
But the fever struck even after i had followed the policy up to today....
When people arrive with their tips and remedies...
I really can't bear to listen to these policies..
Going out of the house is a restricted thing for me...
But i guess it is like treasure hunt.. where you have to be inside to find the key...
Slowly.. the fever fades away..
But i do know it will come again..



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3 comments:

  1. Thomas16 September 2013 at 08:43

    First of all, I have made an error and posted my reply on all your poems but this one on my google page, so if you want to look at those, please do, but I can't re-type them all. Sorry.

    I liked his poem. You clearly can write. If you can, and take this advice loosely from one who is learning as well, but if you rhyme a line, the shorter the line the better, that is the difference between verse and prose, or verse and even free verse.

    Keep up the good work

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