Showing posts from June, 2013

Poem : Mom Told Me Never Talk to Strangers

Poetry is an art form of storytelling, and I for one enjoy a good verse with few funny lines. Read and enjoy
my mishaps in a cafe.

Don't talk to strangers

I sit in the ccd I look around I saw this old man stare
He pulled up a chair
Had grey hair with a condescending stare
From which he looked at me intensely
I tried to remember if I knew him from somewhere

Poem : A Sad Little Thing Called Love

Misery and hurt, those feelings that you feel when the person you love is no longer with you.
Thinking about the finish line Alone I sit here now
And my heart breaks with the road that I take And I am hoping I am awake When you tell me that you are mine