Libro di Poesie

My Little Poem

        This is my little Poem

as you can see

he isn't strong like ice

       oh you little boy

smothering eyes, visible scars

       so this is my little Poem,

it sits on a street full of broken hearts

it has some scars and bleeds sometime

but it is looking for someone to heal is pain

       sad people makes it cry

beer does't open his eyes

looking for someone who can accept his faith

        little poem walks past happy people

happy people make him fear of life

around the corner will always be someone

to hurt you with a knife, right?

         

        Can he recover from a bad lover?

He was badly in love

blindness joy covered his eyes

but then he felt alone taking her hand

         she said something

something which was too cruel

for his weak heart to be heard

         Too bad

she was just insensitive

"you're not worth my body"

she said standing from the bed

"you look ugly tonight, c'mon I will pay the gym for you

look at the other guys, they have abs, they

have golden skin and matched outfits

but look at you, you are just not enough for me"

         now sitting on a bench

little poem didn't believe he was not enough

he was content with him self

curly ginger hair and goofy eyes-glasses

college student, he was proud of himself

eventually he would have found true love

          love who doesn't hurt,

doesn't make nothing but love under sweaty sheets

true love doesn't expect big things, shine rings,

sleek cars, expensive dresses

          true love has those big eyes for big dreams

and they will never lie, no more