Serve the ball
Spike the ball
The game was all about ball
Bouncing, Flying ballsWe're there, Just around the corner
My classmates stare at us at the corner
Some even sat with us on that corner
We felt so corneredI lean on your shoulder
As we watch the game go bolder
Looking back at those memory, It's a shelter
You were my comforter, my holderThey were minding their own businesses
Same as us, As we watch them play those games
They ask about our personal businesses
You know I hate non-beneficial gamesI want you to take me away from that place
Yet we have to wait til darkness covers the plane
That was such a ride, Fine yet Plain
We sat by the bench next to that placeThe maroon vehicle arrives
We stood up and hugged you tight
That was the first goodbye
After a very fun night
YOU ARE READING
DELICATE
Poetry'DELICATE' is the fourth Anthology by an author known by the pen name of Kieth, released on March 14, 2024. 'DELICATE' consists of 25 poems. This anthology focuses on storytelling and also what other people's perspectives might be. It debuted with 7...