Poems

Boba or Starbucks?

Sweet little pearls
 Or a caffeinated high
 I drink your sweet nectar
 And spend so much to buy
 Just a little bit of happy
 For a moment I sigh
 One or the other
 I need to decide
 Starbucks or Boba
 I can’t make up my mind

Winter

Icy and cold 
 Are the long winter months
 Feels like the North Pole
 Where the polar bear hunts
 White is the snow that falls on the ground
 Small little flurries float all around
 Take me away 
 With the bitter snow
 I want to play
 I want to go

Lauren is a regular contributor for The Universal Asian. To learn more about her, check out her Contributor’s Page here.