Lonesome

A poem to the lonesome during the pandemic for we’d better even must stay at home :)

On a gloomy morning, I sit on my pillowy couch

While looking outside, it’s raining, drench

I feel the breeze touches my skin

I see the rain falling

I’m realizing

Days have been passed

No lovely memories made

But isolated

Couldn’t stand looking at the date

Only stand looking at the facetime between me & my date

Couldn’t stand looking at those deadlines

Only stand looking at my favorite netflix series

Couldn’t stand this boredom

Only stand the lonesome