Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Poem 112: Glance

Short, lovely sight;
(c) Photo from Web
quota in the morning
i knew the night wilL be exciting
lOoking for you everywhere
so near Yet far away

An hour passed
i haven't catch even one gLance
someone ask me to stand
but i sTayed during the presentation of award

You might be included
on the people who will go upstage
my instincts were right
you were called to go up

eyes were fixed on you
i'll surely miss you
everyday i wanted to see you
possible but very hard to do

your batch were called
my eyes were focus in front
and your happy smile i adore
you bring to me good vibes and joy

the night is young
my love so high
you went up for photograph
my last and final sight tonight.

Circa.12.12.2012

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