the jilted lover

Once there was

This middle aged woman

Walking around town

She was unkempt carrying her bag

I saw her years ago

When I was back for my working holidays

She would walk around town

Walking under the walk ways

She would stay around taxi stand

Sometimes she would be at the bus stop

All the while she was eagerly waiting

The man who never showed...

I heard the story

She was getting ready to elope

On that day and time

Ticket bought bag packed

She waited for her man

He never turned up...

The woman got miserable

She was jilted big time

She flipped her mind

The years gone by quickly

She carried her bag

Looking for her man

Years run quickly

Now I don't see her anymore

Maybe she has passed on

Taking with her sorrow and pain