The Night Party
THE PARTY NIGHT
The night so melody as the meek of me has been brealand
The real mettle has grown up, as to dance and to drink,
Cause the party night so newskirt and the bar so mediocre.
The beat of a sound the light and the party,
Has totally migrant in to new life,
The drink of the beer very mode of dancing,
All my friends got a dance misgiving of misconception,
As we were all falling in to temptations,
The bar so monochromatic as a blue night blues.
Very mocking to people as we were the god of party,
The view of that night were so mirth,
As we were in lost motion,
No important of an outer world,
As the party night rocked us,
Mores were kick out, so mudde to choose the muth,
Very muggy to be in a cold as the party night,
We’re a kind of morbid.
By Nehemiah Theophylus Haokip
Date of birth 28/12/1997
Address:- Hatigaon, Survey, Ajanta path, Guwahati, Assam, India.
Contact No: +919612146556
Email ID [email protected]
Website : potmopi.blogspot.in
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