Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 7th March 2015, Saturday, 6:46 p.m.-7:03 p.m., Sitting in 187 bus heading to Woodlands Interchange
Clarity of mind,
He came in kind;
Loving it behind,
From hi to bye.
A step too late,
Entering her gate;
He didn't wait,
Memories of rate.
Attached yet single,
Mud a puddle;
Baby without cradle,
Dreams do shatter.
Women in collection,
How is that loyal?
Women in separation,
How is that love?
Words do hurt,
Actions still heard;
Humbly he courted,
Words he ended.
She is suffering in his happiness,
He realizes he is being careless;
Miss, kiss, miss, kiss,
Does fate even exist?
