Thursday, 4 August 2011

My first attempt at poetry

A girl's first love

The green sofa is the place we used to sit,

the smell of spilt milk and the stain is still there,

I can still smell the sweet deodorant that you wear,

the memory of it suddenly rose in my mind like the scent,

With your blue shorts and black t-shirt. You

sat there watching your favourite show,

I sat not too close to you just to sink in every smell that is left there,

the smell of your cigarettes stick on my shirt and

I sat there watching my favourite show too;

YOU.

I can see the excitement in your eyes,

We sat there in silence,

the only conversation that we have is in our mind.

I remember when you held me in your arms,

You gave me the chills and made me cry,

I gave you a kiss on your cheek; forgive me for not doing it so often.

You hold me tighter this time,

as if you don’t want to let me go, Neither do I.

I can feel a tear rolling down your cheek,

Priceless!

I just let it fall and don’t even bother to save it, because

I knew from that moment I am your favourite child.


written by Aliaa Baharuddin

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