The Pretty Girl

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?

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shawon1982's picture

nice and vivid message. really you depicted a fact in this poem. i like this poem.


Dr. Zayed Bin Zakir Shawon