The pretty girls
always sitting alone wondering why
whats missing, where did I fail?
the desire turns to desperation
sexual lust confused with feelings
somehow the desire for sex
to keep you interested
but its never enough in the end
i'm never enough
the opportunities always seem there
they always say how lucky she is
but why does it never work?
an emotion turns cold
with your demand for action
is that all you really want?
all i'm meant to you?
a quick fix, supplement
am I that girl tonight
your saturday night?
your story for monday morning?
how quickly i'm stripped of all
dignity with one request
is no really the end?
must I say yes just for your time?
nice and vivid message. really you depicted a fact in this poem. i like this poem.
Dr. Zayed Bin Zakir Shawon