About Those Familiar Thoughts That I Cannot Tell You Poem by Sebastian Soberania

my hands grab the most familiar
ones
abandoned on that busy road
of many lives

i want something most familiar
to be
for once
significant so that faces of the
mob
can take a glimpse and talk
about it
like a headline of today's
front page

you have not read about it
nothing stirs your emotions
like a Whirlpool

and so i take all these familiar ones
and hide them in my heart
they grown there
like waterlilies on the murky
pool