"Why're You Single?"

Many ask why she stays alone

What none understand

Is she gave up trying 

To find love in the smallest crevices of stranger's hearts 

And in people's bedrooms 

She'd rather feel the sun on her calves 

See beauty in literature 

Bring inspiration to others

Than look for the insincere 

Love can be divided and scattered in so many places

For now she looks into dusty books in the thrift store 

Gatherings with her friends in the unlikeliest places

Paint strokes in her attic bedroom

And acknowledges it's presence when it brushes her hands in NYC parties 

This and only this is her agenda 

Reviews

[Vin]

Saw your latest poem, didn't like- wanted to read an other. This was it!!
Learnt a lesson- Poets can do miracle one day and not so another day! This one was really good- Autobiographical,huh? Keep writing and growing

Power to U!