Desperate love
Creative Secondar y School, Eugenia Chan, Poetr y: Group 3
A desolated landscape,
Has sand as soft as dog’s fur
A golden halo under sunshine.
This desert a burning pot in summer,
And as frigid as a blanket of frosty beach waves in winter.
There lived a dazzling young lady,
With shimmery blue eyes,
She looked delicate and charming with her long wavy brown hair.
Bayarmaa she was named.
Then came a vigorous young man
With close-cropped hair,
And eyes as opalescent as the moon.
Bataar he was named.
Bayarmaa’s eyes widened
When she saw the muscular man.
It was surley love at first sight.
But…Bataar didn’t know anything about that.
A wedding held by Bayarmaa’s parents,
Was the first thing a week later.
Bayarmaa gasped and couldn’t believe!
Who will she marry?
That was the key!
The lad that she will marry ,
Has eyes as tiny as black seeds.
And hair as messy as a group of hay.
Bayarmaa moaned and had nothing to say.
Her heart turned into millions of ashes.
She truly loved Bataar.
But she had no choice,
Her parents chose the wrong person.
Her heart was beaten by a hammer.
She lost her appetite for the whole day,
