She dangled, drawing out
hand for coins
Five year old was she,
Writing ABCD with smile;
without going to school.
#end of college days 😦
Whiskey in one hand and cigarette in other
He looked at the campus from window,
while tears fell on his guitar.
now he marked the calender.
She kept a seat for him beside,
He hesitated and another took the place;
She left her kerchief with a number,
and he also got a “place”.
(This types of tales are called micro-tales or tiny-tales where as few as possible words are use to express a emotion.)