Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Living in my own world

All around, Everywhere
What I see, is what’s there
A broken window, a tarnished rug,
A ripe fruit near a water jug.

I Look outside on the streets
My favorite place filled with chocolate treats.
I did not see that man before
Sitting beside that shattered door. 

The building’s changed, its people new
Cold and unmoved, smiles are few.
I know that girl in the distant shore
She and I once laughed galore.

I move back to the early day
Not a single one I see today
All has passed and moved on too
All once that was changed in hue!

Sometimes I can see what once was
Sometimes it feels like shattered glass
A memory in stone, a whispered hope
A crazy tomorrow to be able to cope

Every time these eyes wander about
In hope to find a sturdy spot
To center in and build around
To make my world on solid ground!!