Sometimes we find it hard to move on.
This poem is about how I became about fearing humans who are men. No offense to guys because I know that there are good men out there.
Sometimes we break up with the ones that were meant to be our soul mates and as the time goes on we miss them terribly.
The devil is laughing behind your back, what will you do about that...
Once upon a time in a town called Bluegums in Eastern Cape, there was a girl called Natasha who lived with her mother and her two brothers in a small house.
Natasha was so beautiful and smart too yet intelligent, quiet and...
5 COMMENTS
Manahill Naik
July 15, 2015 - 21:10 ahah such a nice light poem :)PenFairy
July 16, 2015 - 06:30 aww...how could you decide that future can't offer you something better? ;) Let go of the past...Don't be afraid...It will be great! Well written!P'yonce Knowmore
July 18, 2015 - 10:43 Well, thanks I'll try.nupur27
August 15, 2015 - 05:08 I loved it!!! Even I'm a past admirer!!!P'yonce Knowmore
August 15, 2015 - 13:34 it seems like we have something in common... lol