The day was red
The day was pink
A day full of blushes
Or Crimson-filled with fear
Anxiety stretched borders
Excitement up to brim
Apathy bored others
Mocks indulged in grim
D-Day broke monotony
And told people apart
From those who spent on money
Than beating-up their heart
So with the same ol' routine
I walked round n' round
To find out and observe
What this day was all really about
People stroll in different ways
While some do not
Talking... the smile on their faces
Happy knowing what they've got:
"~Hello, Good day
Happy Valentine's Day
Would you like to go somewhere?
'Cause I have something to say...~"
"~Hello there, Sweetie
Did You missed me?
Let's go watch a movie
And let ourselves be~"
As with all the rest
It's quite a bit the same
Except some of the other cases
Were built 'round different frames
meh... I give up. stare
A failed rhythmic poetry attempt by Deu_WeiZ. Copyright 2007. All Rights Reserved
Posted at June 6, 2007 9:03pm (+8:00 GMT)
Posted at June 6, 2007 9:03pm (+8:00 GMT)
