Morning Came Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Morning Came



Morning came and I was interested in you.
I cried and cried, till my face turned blue.
Why did you not pay me attention last night.
I didn't think it was right.

To ignore me and that's the way it was.
This kind of emotion must give me pause.
I did everything to get you through.
Yet you didn't care. You never knew.

Morning came and I am with another.

Thursday, November 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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