So I whiled away time,
it was worth so many nickels, dimes
if I sat counting them, it would never end.
I walked into one room and the next,
looked up the ceiling, went to take some rest.
Scoured the marble floor for face patterns
to look at, and behold, found
some grinning, some evil,
some with faces strange,
some others, clouds topped with meringue.
Peered into the laptop, squinting aside,
for too much screen time,
does not work for your eyes.
So there was I, whiling away time.
the clouds rumbled some mumble jumble,
it went dark, for I was whisked away to
space in an apparent race,
to beat time at it’s own game.
Floating in a vacuum, in a black hole,
as comfy as can be,
I won’t be home anytime you see!!
Any thoughts ?
Picture credit :- Photography mad.