See the world.
But not through your own eyes.
Try his.
Try seeing and yet not seeing,
failing to understand
what they truly perceive.
Messed up signals,
like a traffic jam waiting to happen.
Open your mouth,
like his mouth,
and watch the words tumble out:
unannounced,
tactless and indiscreet;
a crossword of errors on a big broadsheet.
Walk alone,
not by yourself,
but like him:
truly alone,
like the world has eaten you up
and spat you out.
Deserted, when you truly needed love instead of doubt.
This is how he feels.
So extend a hand.
Feel with him.
Don’t let him misunderstand.
Don’t let him be alone.
Time to prove your worth, and atone.
So good. Love this.
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Thanks so much! 🙂
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I love this. Powerful words and very emotive.
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Thank you, Christine. I wrote it for my son 😊❤️
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Be proud of your poem- I woke up thinking of your son 🙂
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beautiful 🙂
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Thank you! 🙂
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‘Powerful’ & persuasive words. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you so much! And thank you for reading 🙂
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wow:-) that really made me think.. I`m not a poem man, but that one hit me..
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Thanks, hakoon. There was a time when I wasn’t a poem man either. Then, for no reason at all, I woke up one morning and started writing poetry. Now it’s part of my mental health regime—it’s cathartic. Glad my poems are making an impact. 🙂
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