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Eavesdropping Sleepy Mission

By Karun Published 4 months ago 1 min read
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At the coffee shop, I stood alone

Someone behind said

Hey Babe How am I in this dress

It doesn't suit you

Why do you always, ughhh.. never a compliment

Let's order something.

Look at him(me) stuffing macaroni and cheese

I was all done

Just paid and left the room

Daaang door slammed

I go out, in the exit

Look at the window, admire myself

my reflections

"Its been a long time

Without you my friend"

I was still alone outside

If I was too much to be single

Even trees could speak

Hear them out

You need to hear me please

I still love you

said the girl as she walked out

with a hot coffee and cold heart

I was walking in a college way

"Exams are over"

Let's go theatre

Enjoyy

Now I stepped an old age

An unanswered phone call still ringing

grandparents without grandsons

They had no one to talk

You are a handsome oldman

Dear wife you are still young

still,l I fall to you

Still my ears didn't stop

I went to the nearby Hospital

Will I wake up tomorrow

I need to make The 1000 paper cranes

Cancer is deadly you are now 4th stage

Emergency! She is injured by an accident

#Hear cries#

Please save her, I will pay how much ever

I laughed looking at the tragedy

What is the price you set for life?

I've heard enough

Let me down slowly

I'm already lonely

Hear them out If you still can

I'm broken yet try to fix my ears

I said I ain't def not dreaming or Imagining

But that is the contrary

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About the Creator

Karun

🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️

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  • Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock3 months ago

    Wafting through compelling memories of a life that in retrospective seems filled with the transgressions of not holding those moments dearly enough in the moment. Achingly done.

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