Hey you,
What are you doing?
Shadow walking...
Shadow looking ...
Shadow talking...
Talking?
I don't hear the words
Just see the smoke...
Dispersing...
Dispersing into that dark,
dark room of yours.
I look into it.
Sometimes.
After all,
You stay in the same house.
What do I see?
Vague outlines...
of a bed
scattered clothes
piles of boxes
a closed window
You...
Disappearing...
Disappearing into that dark,
dark world of yours.
I look into it.
Sometimes.
After all,
You are someone I know
What do I see?
Vague outlines...
of a need
scattered thoughts
piles of emotions untouched
a closed window.
You give me something.
Everyday.
A jacket
pair of shoes
some candy...
I don't know why
I always say 'Thanks'
You reply,
with a blank expression.
Sometimes,
a soft welcome
I want to say more...
Maybe something small
Like...
'Hey you,
What are you doing?
Don't you feel suffocated?
Open that window of yours...
Let in some air
some sunlight
some rain...
if you think its jammed,
I can help you.'
1 comment:
Thought provoking as usual...Lovely. Maybe a collection of poems from here and some pics would be a good book
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