In life
one is always
balancing
like we juggle our mothers
against our fathers
or one teacher
against another
(only to balance our grade average)
3 grains of salt
to one ounce truth
our sweet black essence
or the funky honkies down the street
and lately i've begun wondering
if you're trying to tell me something
we used to talk all night
and do things alone together
and i've begun
(as a reaction to a feeling)
to balance
the pleasure of loneliness
against the pain
of loving you
you are right, Nikki...everything balances out in the end...
i love this poem. so deeply written with truth in every words penned.. great poem!
lovely.... life is a balance... everything is a balance... even pain
A very discerning poem so beautifully expressed. Timeless!
I'm watching the new HBO documentary on Nikki. I'm woman with the spiritual color of PURPLE which understands that life is in the blood that flows through the course. The physical color of GREY who
I'm so inspired by Nikki. I grew up with balancing an abusive mother and submissive father, with abusive ex husband
A very fascinating immortal poem, so many times read, still worth to be visited, a precious poem to keep.5 Stars and TFS
On 22 July 2022, and on 31 January 2024 and today chosen again as The Modern Poem of the Day, immortal poem, a very fascinanting poem. Heartiest Congratulations! , der Nikki!
Balancing, making choices, one over the other, what this life is about. The last part gave me a chill. It's so sad when the person you love chooses to become a wrong one. This poem is more sensible than lovely, more wise than beautiful. It's a dart that goes straight to the heart.