Untitled Poem…

by Talha Minhas

She was wearing a yellow top

On a skin pyjamas

She had a bag on her shoulders

And possibily a smile on her face

She talked to a man

She frowned to a dog

She kissed a red rose

That the man had given to her

She kept a slow pace

With a pounding heart

She brewed her expression 

With a bit of love

And a bit of anger

She was confused 

But she had it all

She went to a bar

And had a little chat

Then she went home

After all she could do

Closed her eyes

And fell under the bed.


Talha Minhas; 5-24-2012