My Dates Poem by issam hal

I have a date
I ran fifty miles to meet my girl
I forgot my watch, my cloths my hair in curl
She is late
But I'm waiting till the moonlight is back
I'm still waiting the streets are empty and the whole sky is black
Wondering is this the day that I have a date?
Oh well it's Sunday, I'm supposed to meet my baby Monday
Tomorrow 2010 the 21 July is her birthday
I ran fifty miles to go back home
I wore my watch my cloths and I'll be back soon
I'm there, I've brought a gift
1 hour passed, my kitten still late
4 hour passed, and I'm so bored to wait
I asked someone, is here the place …?
: I don't know!
I asked another he didn't care he turned his face
I ran fifty meters to my baby house
I found her kissing a boy, I felt puke I feel I'm mouse
I waved my hand I said: hi she said: goodbye
I waved my hand I said: I have a gift; she took the gift and said: goodbyyyye
I ran fifty miles to go back home, tired I'm thinking of the doom
I made a call she is not answering the phone
I made a call again she turned off the phone
I took a rose, I'm feeling mood
She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me, she loves me not
She loves me
Ohh I'm feeling good
I have a date…