Tanya Sanes

Rookie (Feb 22,1983. / Fajardo, Puerto Rico)

Comment Or Jest - Poem by Tanya Sanes

Why is it that when our
eyes meet so much is said,
but a word is never spoken?
And every time we exchange
words, one thing is said
but another is almost always
meant.
Why is it that we're always
claiming to walk away but
our bodies never seem to stray.
Actions 'tween you and I
always take place but
none represent our true
intent.
Why is it that we always
abuse and insult when none of the
words ever make any sense?
And why is it that when I'm
ready to step away you always
seek me out, with a wave, a
wink or simply a look.
We're caught in this ridiculous
cycle where we abuse and
claim to hate.....
but never do we let the other
wander far without comment
or jest, so how much of this
is really hate?

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 3, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 31, 2010


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