Pardon my - Part 1
PS : NOT REALLY A POEM, I WAS JUST TRYING SOMETHING :-)
“You look a lot distraught.
Pardon my rudeness;
But I could not help but notice….
May I take a seat……?”
She: A soft shrug
“A damsel like yourself,
Shedding a multitude of tears.
What has bothered your heart so?”
Please kind sir, I would need no company.
Pardon my impulse;
But your face looks ever so familiar.
Perhaps, I could lend an ear.
Why torture yourself with a silent cry.
A silent cry I do not possess.
A world of emptiness is what I have.
Apart from a few cats and dogs.
So please be on your way.
I prefer being by myself.
Pardon my stubbornness.
It’s in my nature, though once it cut me deep.
I could not possibly stir from here.
What kind of a man would I be?
A man that of noble respect.
For my privacy I would like to keep.
Now if you will excuse me,
I will present myself somewhere else.
© Herzel Poshiwa
Copyright © Herzel Poshiwa | Year Posted 2015