They look, they stare
They wonder, they dare
They ask me why I’m still single
It sometimes makes me feel worthless, hence, I don’t mingle
They talk, they whisper
Words can hurt, they can blister
And even without a word I feel they’re saying smugly
You’re still single because you’re ugly
Poets bleed from the heart and soul
The single speaks her mind
Dear Reader, I am here to give you a little taste of poetry with some water on the side. When you come on my blog that's all that you will taste is Poetry. Not the type of poetry where it doesn't have a meaning. The type of poetry where you will be inspired, uplifted and you will have a different mindset once you leave this site. You might even come to get a taste of this poetry again. Don't be afraid to let your kids read this blog. My poetry is for and to help the youth. Bring them along with you. You both are scrolling down your phone or on the computer anyway. Let's have fun and get a taste of some poetry. I promise this type of poetry tastes delicious. Grab a plate and a fork and I'll feed you. ENJOY!!!!
Poetry, story and real life.
Fiction & Poetry Journal of T. Wong
