Plan B Poem by Majed Al Shamsi

Some flowers in
My hands to win
Her love and finally be
Her man, today
After I say
'Would you go out with me? '


Face, turning red
The brave sense fled
Found its way out of me
Before I turned
Around, I learned
Someone blocked all I see


Oh-oh! She's there
A creepy stare
Is all I got from her
A moment, strange
Wish I could change
All things like they once were


Her gaze, from me
Dropped down to see
The flowers in my hands
But it's a bliss
I planned for this
And so, my mouth expands


'Oh.. That's your house? ! '