Lockdown in a Moment

One cup coffee,

A black smartphone,

Scrolling down every second,

It's my own.

Today in Lockdown,

Whatever is my age;

Putting myself home in that time,

Feels like a bird inside a cage.

Many contacts,

In phone callog,

no call now still,

Watching my own blog.

A red-black suit,

I used to wear every day,

My own black boot,

spending nature in its way.

Now I have,

An account for something to write,

You can follow,

Me in this profile in this website.

There's are games,

Digital toy

By understanding 

Importance and the joyness

You can enjoy.

Not a bend a tie,

Not to set a shoe,

We can explore things,

There's enjoyable things to do.

There's are things,

We can enjoy buddy,

This poem I am writing now

Just a imaginary.

If you will not follow,

Then you may get writings late

It can make quick,

End for your waiting

For my writings,

To let yourself got it up to date.