Today I will tell you
A beautiful love story of a man.
Before going inside
Let me introduce myself,
Since, I am the man & this story is mine
Hence, beware of what you comment.
Lets countinue......
It was a winter afternoon
The sun was high, and
the Surrounding was cold
With all covering me up, I headed on the road
The road was not busy, as it was afternoon time
People packed in offices, with tones of files.
And yes here was I, fired by the boss
Wandering aimlessly, on the road.....
YOU ARE READING
The Lady & Concrete Fall
PoesíaWith a "thund" the concrete was on the floor and, she was in my arm... . . Days passed month ended Years came & gone And I felt as if my love story Will always be on hold.... What happens, if you will meet someone, for whom you were in long sear...
