Post by Japic on Jun 24, 2004 17:34:11 GMT -5
The Liar
Talk to me later, he said that he would,
So wait for him, I did as I should,
I sat and I waited, while I thought and debated,
Wishing for his return, my constant waiting never abated,
Alas that ass, he has not returned to me,
Even now I sit as I sat, my heart upon my sleeve,
I try to get by, his words still ringing throughout the day,
I cannot stand the agony, I must seek to parlay,
I think him a fool for never having returned,
As always, it is only me that gets burned.
In light of all the recent poetry, I wrote up a little something today. It's not very good in my opinion, but I thought I'd share anyhow. The mindset of the poem is me waiting for someone (KMan) to return an IM to me. Bye.
Talk to me later, he said that he would,
So wait for him, I did as I should,
I sat and I waited, while I thought and debated,
Wishing for his return, my constant waiting never abated,
Alas that ass, he has not returned to me,
Even now I sit as I sat, my heart upon my sleeve,
I try to get by, his words still ringing throughout the day,
I cannot stand the agony, I must seek to parlay,
I think him a fool for never having returned,
As always, it is only me that gets burned.
In light of all the recent poetry, I wrote up a little something today. It's not very good in my opinion, but I thought I'd share anyhow. The mindset of the poem is me waiting for someone (KMan) to return an IM to me. Bye.
