Khembottra Oum Poems
24 Hour Donut Shop
Your doors are always open to me,
A place where I find solace and peace,
This is the only place where I wanna be.
By myself and its 3 in the morning.
The donut maker doesn't want to talk.
Its quiet and my heart is not very far.
I look outside the glass window,
Streetlight people with no place to go.
We're the same, searching for a real home.
The world is beautiful at this time,
The pain in my eyes may never stop,
But I always find hope in this 24 hour donut shop.
Hero Of Poem
If I have truly lived a life of my poems
would that make me a better man.
I would be a hypocrite if I told you so,
for I am no hero of poem.
I live within my dreams and the dreams of poets,
my reality is dark and somber.
Each and everyday, I try and I try...
to be a hero of poem.