The sunlight slowly gazed in brightening up her reflection of beauty flaws
Living in the life of reality where love fills the air through her heart
She’s in love
After all
Excited about her good thang visiting and spending time with her
Praying for a wonderful day and hoping that nothing bad would occur
She fixed her make-up and started to gaze at her image that had plenty of stories of past pain
And guys that played games
She stared at a new appearance that was only accepted by mankind
Calling her his Queen of this era and not a classy dime
She checked her clock that read quarter til 9
Arriving an hour early just to be on time
To be prepared for her man
Even though they talked on the phone late nights
She wasn’t alone; hearing his voice made her feel safe
She watched people get off a bus and kids played happily hugging relatives and friends
She began to pray again that her prince charming will hold her and kiss her until the very end
She checked her clock again that read 10:05
Thinking to herself that he was suppose to arrive
It was quiet again and she continued to sit there in her same spot
Trying to hold back tears she once fought
She grew to love this man
Entwined with the confusions of love even though her feelings she didn’t always understand
She took out her compact again and fixed her leaky eyeliner and smudged lipstick
Hoping that the next bus would arrive and that he would get off an fall deeply into her arms
She stood up and looked around
Silence filled the air
Kids watching without making a sound
And then she looked at her watch again that read 10:30
At the far left corner came a bus and she walked over to it
Hoping that he will notice how her beauty was all lit
She smoothed down her bangs and rubbed in her lipstick
Trying to wait for the love of her life; never meeting him before
Never a stranger to her heart
When she saw that no one else got off the bus, her heart skipped a beat
She started to feel sad and felt betrayed and in deceit
It then started to rain and she didn’t care about getting wet
The promise that he made got her worried and upset
Her phone started to ring and with the tears rolling down her face, she answered it
“Hello”
“We are sorry to inform you that your friend Marcus is dead”
She dropped the phone at the hurtful words that were said
A painful memory while waiting at the bus stop
She then stepped out into the busy streets where she was hit by a car
Committing suicide
Her hurt and pain she had to hide
Written by Patrice “Lyrical Passion” Rivers
I love how it ends and the messages is for all. jQ
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Thanks JQ for your comment and for reading the poem! š
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Woow! It is so inspiring n goes to everyone.
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