Some of us desperately try to hold on to youth as it slips through our fingers with a sad, hollow echo.


An easy night-The hardest day

Across a lonely room, inside a crowded bar
an aging gigolo strumming on his guitar
He sees a girl he likes, they leave he has his way
That's how an easy night turns out to be
the hardest day

Emptiness churns inside his broken heart
another happy ending that never had a start
His bed is always empty, the lovers never stay
because an easy night turns out to be
the hardest day




Poetry by Hans Bump
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Written on 2012-03-01 at 23:52

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Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
good write...a sad reality

Stan
2012-04-22


Melissa Ormond
Well written! I enjoyed the read! Keep writing and smiling!:)
2012-03-02


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
A nicely-written companion to If I Can't Have You.
2012-03-02


Nathalia
Well written. A good read.
2012-03-02