MA POTATO BRINGS ALL DA BOYS TO DA YARD
AND THEY'RE LIKE
"ITS BETTER THEN YOURS"
DANG RIGHT, ITS BETTER THEN YOURS
I CAN MASH IT, BUT I GOTTA CHARGE
MA BEAUTIFUL PARODY OF "MILKSHAKE"
did wet the
Dried chili powder
was mixed with
bring tears in a
fancy dress competitive
Love purely to yourself not
just potato chips.
In the water that serpents drink and fishes mate in,
humans clean their pots.
The water drinks that dirt and oil,
it savours that hint of turmeric and burnt potato skin. It's a complete meal.
A woman was cleaning her pots by the surma river. In sylhet
into a leftover
5 star resort
mashed potato box;
Last week’s banquet,
Three days rotten.
That you're a potato that grows underneath the soil.
That your roots have been spreading along within earth.
That nobody has tried to dig a hole.
That one day, you'll grow beneath the ground.
That you'll grow stronger roots and eventually a branch.
That you'll grow into a big, tall tree.
starting from beneath the ground, you will gain even stronger roots to hold you up until now.
The planted roots, to support you,
that has grown into a bigger tree, heading up towards the blue sky.
because I'm just a potato, trying to survive in the wild.
I've been inactive for a quite long time, but I'll make sure to come back once a week with new tales to tell. :)
He never looked
He never saw who I am,
neither reached deep down from what I felt
or is it me
who never took courage
who never said a word
just a fine-looking potato ranting
while eating a piece of gourd.
I have to brush off my feelings for him in a humorous end even though it is getting out of nowhere. But I need space. I need time.