I heard some commotion outside
To find out what it was I ran to the window
I saw a man and a woman fighting
Oh, my God! They were my neighbors below!
The woman hurling personal effects
At the man who was leaving
He gathered up clothes, picked up his keys
And completely ignored her
Eric was just a small fish
She told him he was not worth a dime
There were so many men out there
What she needed was a bigger pond
He looked at her long and hard
Then got into his car and said
I wasted eight years of my life on you
That Olga, I deeply, deeply regret
From behind the window
I watched him drove away
What had gone wrong?
I thought they were happy
How about their children
Where they gonna stay?
If they get a divorce,
It sure will be messy
I came home from work next day
And while opening the front door
The other old neighbor saw me
And she hurriedly came to say:
“Did you hear?”
I asked: what is going to happen now?
After I told her what I have witnessed
She said: nothing, it’s Olgas’ house
Eric is nobody but a guest
I was shocked to the core but she didn’t notice
They were renovating last month and just added a pool
The children she told me are not from Eric
They fought because he started questioning her rules
Apparently Olga started her campaign
Beautifying her house since the time we moved in
She told to the neighbors if that foreign woman
Can find a young rich guy surely she also can
I was speechless but the old woman told me
That is nothing child compare to our neighbor Marie
She first dated a contractor, then a plumber
A carpenter and now someone with big money
All that just to finish her house
Now, she’s with the owner of a menagerie
Did you see her riding her beautiful horse?
She’s gladly parading it around the neighborhood
Clearly, I have to go out more and socialize
I missed out on a lot of things about our community
But then again I’m not that kind of woman
I don’t thrive on gossips and other people’s device
So, I’m going to let them lead their merry lives
the way they see fit without interference from me
I have my own purpose and goals to achieve
They have their own agenda, our lively community.
Great Poem
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Thanks!
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welcome
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What a pleasure to read your take on the neighbors. And congrats to you for choosing not to join in the gossip. Only if danger ensues.
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I’m a loner by nature. Thanks for reading.
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What a chaotic and gossipy neighborhood! Great poem. It’s entertaining and interesting!
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I’m on it right now editing and tweaking because I am not happy with it. Far from. Unfortunately, you found the poem in total disarray. But I promise it will be better.
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Oh no. It was fine, for me!
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I have problems with abcb abab rhyming even though Ben said he liked it. To tell you frankly I have trouble concentrating these days, I’m declining too fast! Good that I will be back in the hospital tomorrow, I will be there whole day.
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Oh. Get well!
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Oh…I and my blog thrive on gossip 😀 Thanks for a vivid description of your neighbors – it reminded me of a young couple that has just moved into our neighborhood. Got to write about them one of these days.
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Let me know when you finished. I know it will be worth reading. Your blog is not about gossips, it’s about your personal journey through life.
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And gossip is inextricably woven into my journey through life 😀 Indians thrive on gossip.
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Really? Reminds me of my own country. people there know better about your life than you yourself. Even the life you are leading abroad. They will create stories based on assumptions and believe it with all their hearts. I can’t live there anymore.
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Great poem..!
lol…what’s a neighborhood without gossip?!!! Hahhaaaa..And she is lost in between all that!! Amazing storyline! 😛
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Thank you! Most thing pass me by. I am too absorbed with my own survival I think I am missing all the fun.
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Lol…I think that is a god thing.Staying out of the drama! 😛
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God thing eh? It is more like I have enough trouble with myself.
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Good*..oops 😛
Oh that is bad..good luck! 🙂
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It happens to me and to all of us including the best.
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🙂
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Ah, you mean good thing, *typos 🙂 Yes, it is a wise move I have enough worries in my mind without other people adding into it. that’s why I don’t socialize. Whatever you do, people have something nasty to say.
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That is true!
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haha, good to hear you are not a gossipy person – Although this poem seems a bit gossipy 😉
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Can’t help what we see 😉
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Its strange how we all can be swept up in the court of public opinion. People have their feelings, eating away at the very experiences they endure. But I think you said it best, we can’t help what we see.
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As long as we keep our opinions to ourselves and never judge based on perceptions of others, I think there is little we can do wrong. Even telling the story how I witnessed it and what other people’s opinion about it, I didn’t draw any conclusion myself. Live and let live.
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Love the way you said this. Totally agree.
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Thank you!
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I’m glad we understand each other.
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