__ We were neighbors
when I was sixteen
and you were eighteen.
I saw you walking pass my house everyday,
with a bag full of goodies.
We never really knew each other than
and I never realized those goodies were for me.
But you never had the courage to talk to me.
It hurts now that I am eighty
and you are no more.
But I still love you more than the times you tried.
Zesi__
YOU ARE READING
25 to 25 Poems
PoetryYou know there are times when you sit down to study but suddenly you get so inspired to write down a poem ? Yes and it may sometimes seems silly but in the end there is always someone who'd love it. These are some poems I wrote it down out of the...
