Once Upon a Time On a Bench
(16/03/2013)
I’ve tangled my pointer with my hair
While looking up to gaze on the smiling sun
Over hundred times,
On a bench,
Waiting for your presence
I’ve become boredom conqueror
And unearthed those buried stones under
After I’ve had enough of my android,
On a bench,
You’re still not here
I’ve sent the sun home
And kissed the clouds goodbye
I’ve lost my spirit
And sighed out my stupidity,
Off that bench,
You’re a disappointment
Copyright © Dinda Minardi | Year Posted 2013
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