Lay, born

Cherry

By tibi popovici

Sat, 28 Feb 2015
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12 comments
 

Woke up this morning,
Here,
In this life.
Near,
Was my wife.
Sleepy,
How she was,
Asked me
About last night
Damn!
I did it bad
Again!
She smiled,
Closely,
Took me in hands,
Gently
As fragile I was.

God,
What's wrong,
Is she
Still in love
with me?

And why
She called me
baby?

Certificate U
Poem

Comments

Submitted by Sooz006 on

Lovely... oh the insecurities we harbour. 

 

Submitted by tibi popovici on

Thanks a lot for reading it, Sooz

Cheers

Submitted by Bee on

This is good.

Bee

Submitted by tibi popovici on

Thanks a lot, Bee!

You ar so supportive

Tibi

Submitted by celticman on

memory is a fragile thing. We all need reassurance -baby!

 

Submitted by tibi popovici on

Yeah, that's definetly true! But how fragile is when you get born? smiley

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

So touching and intimate. Is it for the competition as it hasn't got that label on it?

 

Submitted by Bee on

I was wondering the same...

Bee

Submitted by tibi popovici on

I made it for competition, but i didn't found any "competition" category.

Thanks for reading it, Bee and Philip!

 

Submitted by tibi popovici on

I observe that you understand this poem different than I thought..., interesting smiley

Cheers

Submitted by celticman on

The competition category is tricky. You need to open up edit documents. In the metatags in red you need to click on FLAGS (below WHO CAN VIEW THIS POST). Then tick the box. As I said too complicated. But try it.   

 

Submitted by tibi popovici on

Thanks celtic, was very helpful.

Tibi