all would-be poets, take note!
proofread that so-called poem you just wrote!
those who aspire for more Famous Days
please steer clear of these clichés:
Well there she was, the girl I loved,
With no one at her side.
She smiled and waived as I approached,
In shock, I then replied.
I met him on a summer's day,
Lights sparkled in his eyes,
I felt that love had come my way,
I never once thought that he'd betray
Rejection is pain
pure and simple
impure and complicated
It is Rejection’s Ire which crouches beneath during the holidays
it is long lived and memory-filled and surfaces so easily,
belying my belief that it’s negativities had long since died;
unknowing it rushes back to me at odd times
Dainty in Pink?
Not Clever chiffon...
Won't pay the bills -
A Notice, Too Strong!
The world's only fool,
I have lost my crown
In the deepest ocean.
I thought it may have
I finally saw him at a party last night
It's been 3 months since he's out of my life
So short, so petit, so old for my taste
yet so heartlessly he had me erased.