Where is it?
It's been half an hour
Why is the frequency so bad?
I so going to be late
Wait
Wait for me
Don't tell me I missed it
Oh no
I am so going to be late again
Every Sunday I take the bus no. 48
Every time I miss one
And
Wait
Wait
Wait
For the next one
But it decides to
Come only a Half an hour
LATER
The bus no. 48
Do you feel the way I do?
YOU ARE READING
Telling tales
PoésieWrite me a poem I say If you can't, tell me one I want to hear it I want to read it Feel it Tear it To unleash the power of my emotions To make me a bit more happier & beautiful So write me a poem I say In any form you want ------•••-•••...
