My Untitled Book
Momma asked me, What's the title of the book I'm leading,
I did not answer, but just looked at her,
After a minute and a sigh
'Its untitled' I said, with a gentle smile.
Somedays its tragic, other days its magic.
It has its own shares of adventures,
while somedays its just lazying and cozying in bed.
It's about a writer, a lover, a son and a friend
Some chapters talk about late night parties,
some chapters shows the lonely painful nights.
Its a comedy and a romantic
A lover with no lover,
From a boy to man.
It has no prequel nor a sequel
Just a book with pages to be filled.
Momma laughed and nodded her head, as she said,
"Be sure to add a happy ending"
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