How Does One Go About? Poem by Roger Naya

How Does One Go About?



How does a man go about,
his life
without love from another?

Each day, a theatrical act,
the struggling artist,
entertains his crowd, attracting new audiences,
remains his duty.

But how does one go about,
living,
when as the scene ends, once the curtains fall,
the auditorium fills with emptiness.

Each night, the smile fades,
the forlorn soul,
bathes in loneliness, languishly he weeps,
as he fades into himself.

How does one go about, achieving,
the most beautiful girl in the world,
to fall in love with him.
When the sun has difficulty
ensuing the sunflowers,
when continuous fear of dismal
gently creeps in his shadow.

For the slender thought of complete happiness
solely rests in the heart of a woman
willing to beat back.
How does one go about, without that guarantee?

Grievously, the chances equate
to that of finding a single rose,
in a vast feild of carnations.
However one must go on, with the hope
that there is a single rose
to be found.

But how long can one search for,
without the feeling of desperation?
Cheerlessly looking, without the spark
he requires.
sorrow and pain fills his lungs with every breath,
but with each breath
he grows stronger.




Written on March 20,2009,
while in the few moments where i felt no hope and longed for the most beautiful woman in the world to love me. (J.N.)

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