Haikus by a drunken poet

Posted: August 10, 2010 in Poetry

Do not talk of broken hearts
or jilted lovers
I am but one!

Those fiery eyes
glint like diamonds
but they tell a million tragic stories!

The dark, dusty evenings
the night has come
I will wait till tomorrow!

The scribblings on the wall
strange names and signs
a proof of love!

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