She Poem by Paul Storm

She

Rating: 5.0


she sits
cross legged
absorbed
in fiction

her
unaware
smile

becomes
my story
(her comedy)
my tragedy

as I
get up
to leave

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sadiqullah Khan 29 April 2008

superb beauty here with lot of freshness, , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

0 0 Reply
Raluca Ratiu 24 February 2008

Great work, I love it!

0 0 Reply
Riquetta Elliott 21 February 2008

Thats really good Nomi.

0 0 Reply
L. K. Thayer 16 February 2008

I quite like this one...

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success