Stranded with my laptop

March 27, 2016

Alone in the world

Sitting in my lap

Is my laptop

Not a map

I love to venture it

I would even stay

For twenty-four hours

all night and all day

It helps me forget

the terrible things

like being stranded

what joy it brings

It is my fanstasy

It brings me joy

even to all

whether girl or boy

Something wrong with this poem?

Replies are closed for this poem.

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.