Telephone Poem by White Shayne

Telephone



Thinking phoning makes me
Ringing running my heart...

Trying touching telephone
Causing Shaking my hands...

Imaging replying from you
Making melting my soul...

Now siting waiting from your call
Realizing wasting my time...

So I forget it.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
White Shayne

White Shayne

Yangon
Close
Error Success