Wednesday, January 14, 2015


Bora Bagdatli 
Mr. Koch
Block 3
Thoughts in My Head

His words were bitter

All he saw is the cold world

“No love,” he whispers.

He doesn’t feel much

Only regrets of his past

You should not bother him.

The sun is shining

The weather is very sweet

Nature is gorgeous.

He enjoys writing

Poetry is his passion

But not in this form.

Leave me alone

I can’t take the attention

I’m going insane.

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