Girls so pretty
I see everywhere
What are they thinking?
About their hair.
Drawn to them
Like a fly to a turd
I can't let go
A thirst never quenched
If only they would stop,
Share a smile
But wouldn't I run away,
emotionally?
I can barely share
A quick lustful stare
Ashamed, I turn away
I seek solid ground
But blown away,
I am a leaf in the wind
Awwwe! Very cute in the way of the author being shy. I liked it!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Appealing game of the beat within but self-respect shall save all including those are having different point of view about the tender age, curiosity at large and their own reflection. Reality was spoken and poet write it well! ! !