We are here not because we want to, right?
but because we have to
And all have-to things are never completely sincere
or fun or strong
We are here not because we want to
but for a journey we've never planned
and all unplanned things finally will lead us
back to the track
or to manuver
if coming back is not possible
We are here not because we want to
the red balloons we bought on the way
are not clues
the black birds in the sky
are not truly guides:
And now, I'm so much lost
so alone, though you are all walking by my side
I'm so much lost!
*written for Creative Writing Ink
6 comments:
Made me to think. Thanks:) Wanda
thought provoking.
welcome sharing your poetry with our picnic today.
cheers.
Interesting take on life as much as anything that might be part of it. Much food for thought.
makes one reflect ...loved the picture too ...thank you for sharing x
beautiful thoughts.
well penned.
you have such amazing imaginations,
black birds, red balloons, wow.
unexpected sin, expressed in an unexpected way.
way to go.
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