Get Your Premium Membership

Awkward Encounter

In the backyard, I stood in a pose, staring at the sky blank from the stairs. Indulged in my evening smokes. The awkward moment when I had a glimpse, when my eyes turned towards my poor neighbours. can't afford curtains for their windows? or waiting for applause from staring strangers? they let themselves seen, the shameless sinners! In guilt for their poverty, I started a charity, collecting funds to buy some blinds for their fancy house.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Shattered Sighs