Somewhere Inbetween Poem by Neeta Timsina

People love the boldness of Bryan Adams.
Or elsewhere seek the sweetness of Taylor.
Who would listen to my voice?
That lingers somewhere in between.

They die to acquire Gates´wealth.
And pity on the people of somalia.
Who would appreciate my fortune?
That lingers somewhere in between.

The toppers were awarded.
The failures were criticized.
Nobody noticed my mark,
That lingers somewhere in between.

People gasp at a coitus.
They take flirts and crushes yet so lightly.
Who would talk of my love?
That lingers somewhere in between.