There is a mountain I miss
One that  has no bears
No cheetahs
One with little birds
Singing along my name🤭
But the mountain is all gone
Only cliffs with caves
Owls howling
Hyenas laughing along
Of how deceived am
With the cheaters
Ones that love to haste

Am on Monday
All of them are on Tuesday
Life got lot of suits to wear
I thought was a lie
But now I guess schoold of life
Is needed around my street
Though I do really miss mum

I want to sit out there in the darkness
Create an illusion
Of you and I dancing under the rain
But there is no you 😢😢😢
And I don't plan to have you😂
Coz the night moon
Reminds me of my lost lover
Don't know why but nights now smell like her
Though I never had her 😢

When beer starts to ask you question
Call me
I will be your tutor
Coz I have lived talking with all types of beers
Not because of how broken am
Nor how flossy am
But how I like to keep my circle
Circumference
Small
But when questions comes; call me😂😂
I will be on one way call

There they are
Drinking their sorrows
Some taking beers
They can't bear
Calling themselves single
Behind them lies flawless breakups
Afraid to be in love
Torn to  halves
Hope in heaven they won't be single
I hate carrying drunken masters home

I don't like short poems
I read one yesterday
My taste for short poems changed
No more lies
Tastes more sugarly
Than the tall ketchup
Have read first stanza
But my psych betrays me
Needs more of it