Dear
Lamia Haque dear Everybody dear people dear family dear friends dear those who look up at me and those who look down dear the ones who pass by me in the hallways locking eyes but never saying a word dear everyone who’s said but never done and dear anyone who’s been close but far do you ever notice the pain in someone’s eyes or really listen to what they say do you understand do you try to understand do you stand still do you try to stop it no you pass by without saying a word you’re the one who’s close but far the one who does not try to understand the one who looks down the one who causes the pain and never the one to speak
0 Comments
home pour that sweet cup. we all sit down just stare out that window hearing the stairs creaking, the wind blowing, hearing the cat purr, the kettle whistle. all the sounds of home they float with the clouds far, far away until no one and nothing can be seen until all that is left is the little light the light that is you shining in the sky. around you go, between the planets, around the moon, everywhere and nowhere, until you come right back; back to where it started, back with the sounds, all the sounds of home. |
Writers
All
Archives
February 2022
|