Worlds apart
Or so it seems
You have your life
I have my dreams
Our differences
Are varied and vast
You head the line
I will take last
I know you well
You don’t know me
And life is full
Of fantasy
I speak the truth
You close your ears
As you exist
I live my years
I will reach out
But miss your hand
You draw it back
I understand
I know I’m blessed
You say you are
Your pricey clothes
My thrift bazaar
Forgive my spewing
Old restless tongue
So full of words
I once was young
But who will listen?
Not I, you say
After our eyes meet
You walk away
Don’t dare look back
On the sower of seed
As you walk away
Temporarily freed
Fate will find us
Together again
A brief encounter
Or next of kin
Believe it or not
I trust you to see
It’s not all about you
Nor all about me
I sowed the seed
You nurtured it with thought
We both enjoy its bloom
And the wisdom it taught
Now share with the world
How both friend and foe
Can be intertwined
And learn how to grow
For so many seek
What we may have found
When we opened our hearts
To create common ground
(This was a strange rendering, but it busted out on Christmas Eve,2008. I’m not even sure who it’s about or if it is actually inspired by anyone in particular. Sometimes I just get tired of dealing with people who treat me like I’m unintelligent, or at best – invisible.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are so impressive You inspire me I’m so proud of you