it's a funny thing when we want to love a person
and all they want
is to love somebody else
and it's an even funnier thing
when someone else wants to love you,
it's all they want to do,
and all you want is to love somebody else and we spend
countless hours
living, thinking, trying to find the words
but,
its irrelevance consuming our every bit of conscience,
and we seldom get to see the real side of things
because the real side doesn't exist, since
from another angle life can look alot different,
it's the epitome of your existence.
and you don't even know it,
you'll never know it because
we don't allow ourselves to realize
how many people at any given moment
miss us
need us
and we live our lives obliviously,
mirroring their lives
sadly, dangerously close to the edge, all the while
we miss, we need, we love.
all the ones that don't
miss/need/love us
it gives us a sense of purpose to fight and chase things that are
in large part non-existent,
irrelevant
trivial
we get high and low and feel the blows
of rejection and acceptance
excitement and dormancy
stimulation and deceleration
and we don't know how
transience speaks to us in codes and rhymes
transience wants to free us,
all we have to do is look to it
and we're there
2 comments:
"we miss, we need, we love.
all the ones that don't miss/need/love us."
There is a progressive theory out there that responds to the jadedness of 20-somethings who in our generation, grow virtually discontent as they age because of the inconsistencies in dating.
Interestingly enough, Public Radio International reported that more than 50% of women report having no spouses these days. They accredited the hiking statistic to widows living longer, women marrying later, etc...
Anyway, I think these feelings are a consistent theme in our emotional lives. I hear it often and wonder if it's some sort of quarter-life epidemic. Maybe we're supposed to want what we cant have, so as to feel gratification when we finally succeed in attaining whatever it is we yearn for. It's a nagging question that plagues us all.
I thoroughly enjoy reading and I await some more writing in 2007...ciao chika nika!
do you ever draw to your poetry?
...and once again, get outta my head!
Post a Comment