poem soem
The first poem I wrote!
I wrote them words in middle pages of my chemistry note book
I passed the notebook while the lousy class was running like a snail
I let him read the poem, my first poem
It tasted horrible I knew,
Like a bitter taste of bad coffee,
Rubbing permanent bitterness to your tongue
The words were like scrambled egg in a sticky pan
All messy and confused
The words made no sense,
they did not belong together in a sentence
nor they looked good together side by side
Bottom line- “ The poem was horrible!”
Yet, he read the poem, line by line
Didn’t try to escape a single word on his way to nonsense
He finished reading my poem
And then he “SSSSmiled”
He didn’t protest, he didn’t say it was bad
He just “SSSmiled”
From that day I stopped writing poems,
I would never write again nor let him read them again
Cause I knew I would love that guy
For life…
Cause I knew he would never Say “My poem sucks!!!”