December
From afar, he watched him leave;
His hope fell, his anger heaved;
He made a plan he thought worked;
He thought he’ll get the love of dork.
He walked through her, sad and forlorn;
What did that guy had when he’s born?
Turning around, he saw her eyes;
The smile and twinkles could never be lies.
She was happy, but not with him;
She was smiling because of green;
A game he started, he failed in end;
The smile of maiden he couldn’t lend.
“I thought I could win you, I thought I did;
I made a plans and look where those lead;
You found the smile, the twinkle in your eyes;
You found it in somebody’s arms “
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Plain June - Editing
PoetryThey call her June; Was born in Month, A bit of weird, And was always smart. They call her June; A girl of plain, Unflavored life, And boring game. They call her June; A serious nerd, Who always wear Glasses for blurred. They call her June; And laug...
