A Stranded Girl On A Friday Night Poem by Uriah Hamilton
A Stranded Girl On A Friday Night
She was weeping when we met
Outside a party store
Where the lonely purchase their wine;
Her boyfriend had left her behind
All sad and lost after a fight,
Most likely, about inconsequential things.
I picked her up, half out of human kindness,
Half to be beside a female body
Despite how red and unhappy her face.
She was a beautiful girl in a simple way,
She wore a plain flowery dress
With some charming appeal I can’t explain.
She tried to express in broken sentences
Why she and her boyfriend were upset;
I mostly heard tears and my boyfriend this,
My boyfriend that,
I tried to act like it was as completely earth shattering
As she thought it was.
She gave me directions to where she lived,
I drove diligently toward that destination
Without any attempts to prolong the drive
While I planned out my own strategy of a pass.
When I finally arrived at her place,
Her face was still red but the tears had dried.
She said, “Thanks, mister, you’re a nice guy.”
She got a little closer to me and touched my hand.
I thought she might kiss me, I thought I might kiss her,
But she scooted on out and made for her house.
I wasn’t expecting any action that night,
I can’t claim disappointment.
But I wish I knew if I should pray
For her and her boyfriend to work things out.
Enjoyable. Well written. I actually read this some time ago and tried to leave a comment then but the system wouldn't take it for some reason.
It's like, you want them to be happy, but you want your chance with her too...I feel you on that one. It's a very sentimental piece. nice read eni da kid
Uriah, I love your work - you're a romantic, for sure, and write with a gentle and tender spirit. It's a pleasure to read you and I'll watch for more. Warmest regards, CJ
I would... Yes definitely. She obviously loved him - don't seek to come between them. Anyway good write. I write (somewhat more directly) about this topic in 'To Abstain - Or Get Married (The Case for Both) ' but my best work is Sunrise On The Mount. Cheers.
My heart still beats for her, I keep passing by her home, Taking the same road every day and night, Hoping to see her once more, hold her hand once more. Nice poem Uriah, , , , , , A piece of reality i once experienced.
(cont.) ....to MyPoemList, and i should read another. bri :) ('you' really hope they stay parted and YOU and she get together! !)
i very much enjoyed this story/poem. i understood it, which i can't say about some others on PH! and the English seems 'perfect'. [otherwise, i'd probably tell you it 'ain't'! ] as for should or should not pray: what could it hurt? after all, don't all prayers get answered to benefit all BELIEVERS, of which i no longer consider myself one. (?) i've thrown my brand of humor at ya there. (cont.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Well written poem there. A story in it self...