Monday, March 23, 2009

TONE: gwendolyn brooks "beverly hills, chicago"

i saw him.
standing with the next chick
smiling
warm embracing
holding hands
and kissing.

i saw him.
peaking out the wholes of my broken heart
silent sustained soul is currently torn apart
but...
i glue a smile on my face to appear content
fairy tail once upon a time trying to forget

i saw it.
placed upon her finger
should buy you a present
because her belly's getting bigger...

1 comment:

mbrown8625 said...

WOW!!!! I love the contempt and disdain dripping from this poem...especially in the last stanza!!!