This is one of those times
I should have taken a tough shot,
Not drawn a long question mark
For every answer I sought..
But the same result haunts everytime..
A 'Maybe..maybe not'...
Think over and over again
I go over what I've been taught,
Wipe the slate, start over
In the end I collided with a 'What'..
The end comes close..and then..
The face of 'Maybe..maybe not'..
Told one thing, interpret as another
Look for excuses bought,
People, prices, go hand in hand
I go for an intuition, let reason rot...
Amongst the confusion..the chaos
The not so friendly..'Maybe..maybe not'..
Apprehensions...anxious in doubt
Like strangers in a parking lot..
Take an acquaintance for granted
And in a rut of monotony, I get dangerously caught..
Retracing my growing steps, I feel
The misty air of 'Maybe..maybe not..'
Ask for directions, right or left?
Tie instructions in a bundle, secured with a knot,
Whichever route I take
I end up drawing circles around dots...
Say something...
...even if its.. 'Maybe..maybe not'...
Silence, followed by more silence
It's what the cowardliness brought,
The figure fades away,
I'm poorer..with another good conversation lost..
Will we meet again?
..ah..'Maybe ..maybe not'..
2 comments:
Girl, you need to work on the titles...
I may or may not have understood this poem.
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