I am on the passenger side,
Daydreaming to the sky
The day's bright and full of life.. then
In a mile, I caught your sight
My heart starts beating triple times
The thing that I don't know why
And the bus stopped for a while
Not long you're in the seat behind
The music starts playing love songs
I get notion to have conversation
I love your eyes put in my direction,
I find my heart set in motion
We talk and talk while the road seems stretched,
The time runs slow till I reached my place
All was fantasy, I never noticed,
You wake me up, all eyes on my face.
(I wrote this poem from an experience when I was in a bus and caught sight of another passenger who had me wonderstruck! Well, other than that, I also have a deeper meaning with this poem!)
Good poem, John; keep writing and sharing! You were lucky to find this co-passenger just as interested...
Very good poem. Reminds me of one of my experiences. The passenger's lucky enough to talk to someone who would write a poem on her.
John Hazon Palen i loved your poem. you should have approached her buddy. just as two poems are never alike, two bus rides..... hey dont miss the next time please.
John Hazon Palen i loved your poem. you should have approached her buddy. just as two poems are never alike, two bus rides..... hey dont miss the next time please.
this happened to me yesterday except the person beside me woke me up :) i'm still a kid, yes, and am in high school - me and my daydreams :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That's a great Poem! You got talent kid.