All Things Can Tempt Me

All things can tempt me from penning down my poem.
And here I cram, how fool I am,  jotting down them.
A loud noise, from the neighbour's boys, or a party next door,
The roadside park, where dogs bark, and cars honk more.
The dashing beauty, hot and cutie, makes my heart soften.
More often than not, the whistling pot, distracts me often.
When the kids play, they make my day, I forget a line or two.
My darling wife, all my life, made my rhythm flew.
The parrot's call, frightens all, makes my mood sour,
The quietest time, for rhythmic rhyme, is the midnight hour.

@som
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Kauffman Avatar
March 18, 2020 at 10:56 PM
We crave that quiet time with no distractions! Congratulations!
Banerjee Avatar
March 20, 2020 at 8:55 AM
Thanks and congratulations Sam. :)
De Beaulieu Avatar
March 16, 2020 at 12:42 PM
Hello Somdeb Banerjee, to rhyme it takes time to do. We need to concentrate to get this type of poem right. So we need to find a quite space to concentrate for creating for this type of poetry. Have a nic day my friend.
De Beaulieu Avatar
March 17, 2020 at 6:19 PM
I need a little quiet to do a rhyme I have to concentrate on my words. When there is no quiet I work harder on my poem. This poem turned out very well. Enjoy your evening my friend.
Banerjee Avatar
March 16, 2020 at 1:14 PM
Yes Darlene, but unfortunately in today's hectic schedule we don't quite get the quiet space or time. Just penned it down on my way back home. Stay safe. :)
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