Bumped into her one day
She fell, I fell
Sorry, I say
She smiled and said "It's okay."
Rude was I, by nature
But that was me before I met her
'Sorry' nobody ever heard me say
Her smile changed me
I was a different person a minute ago
Filled with attitude and ego.
There I sit on floor,
Staring in her eyes..
Then I heard someone shut the door
Yes, she was gone
Leaving behind our our identities unknown..
YOU ARE READING
Heart poured out...
PoetryWhen I think of writing The thoughts from my heart fly like kite But I pull them with thread Then I express in a poem to let them sprout The poems which I write Are nothing but my Heart Poured Out...
