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Poem Details
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| Title: | same images |
| Author: | Carlos Munoz |
| Date Submitted: | 9/6/2008 |
| Email: | cfmdev2000@yahoo.com |
| Poem: |
Sitting here looking at the same images around me in my chair I remember (faintly) the walk to the kitchen as I chugged a small amount of water. I stopped to listen, but I didn't hear what I was trying to hear, so what was it then that made me quickly smile, yet sad at the same time as tears spilled from my eyes? No not of sadness, nor happiness. What was happening to me something maybe I always felt was a weakness? I wasn't sure, nor did it matter I felt relieved. Maybe, just maybe I heard a sound, felt a feeling to trigger this emotion, life is short, or maybe just not long enough I sat and wondered. Somehow seeing others smiling, laughing, kissing. It makes me wonder if someday will I feel these emotions, or is it too late?... |