Turn Pages | Poetry | Life In A Poem Poem by Esther Douek

Turn pages, stages fade, words read, thoughts pend

Wise, sized by age

A faze reached by patients and understanding

A page like the haircut, book a time slot let the barber do his job

Snip, all the negativity

Raise opportunity, blow the curls that spirals straight

Wait, condition a rough draft

Rinse a dirt path, underline new direction

Leave footprint on paper

Cutting edge

Words left unsaid

Recorded, written and hidden from the human eye

Sometimes what we want to say isn't voiced, the world can't hear everything

So allow poetry to walk vicariously through you

Only enjoyed by the simplicity of things

It doesn't have to be remembered or left somewhere in a pile of forgotten files

While the ink fades and it turns up a few smiles

It served its purpose

Through you

Give your mind a chance to broaden its horizon

Share an intimate moment with yours truly

The reality of things expresses the passion we feel

But sometimes that split second is a love letter from the universe

Addressed to one person

You

Sharing it, will lessen its value

And the importance it has to you personally

Embrace it and send it back out into a better place

Because not everything is meant to be shared

Not everything is meant to be remembered or cared about

Not everything has meaning, it's more an understanding

An understanding with no questions asked

It's a stage

A page

A line

A thought

Poetry



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