Saturday, November 14, 2009
Title: Pain Bearers
When you saw me in that dark corner,
You didn't stereotype me like the rest.
I don't know if you knew…
But I was watching you too…
When we spoke for the first time,
I was nervous beneath my cold exterior.
At the same time there was joy…
As well as supreme sadness…
When we talked about everything and nothing,
You noticed something didn't you?
Something you intuitively sensed…
The very moment you noticed me…
When I reached out to you,
I was held back by hesitation.
It was not the time…
It was my principle…
When you gazed at me you knew something,
You always had me at the corner of your eye.
What you noticed and sensed was that maybe…
Just maybe I was bearing the same pain as you…
Labels: poems
Signing off at...
10:35 PM
