I Wonder...

A really old piece I found in a notebook somewhere. Decided to post it anyway ha

Phone full of numbers,

Yet not a single person to call.

Room full of faces,

No real friends here at all.

Town full of bodies,

Yet not a single soul around.

City full of houses,

Yet, no home to be found.

I wonder when the time will come,

When the numbers will become people,

The faces into friends,

The bodies into souls,

And the houses into homes.

Reviews

[Jack Isaac]

Wow! The questions run so deep in this poem. A sign of the genius mind at work. Ummm --as Reading Music put it --speechless --nobody's ever wondered about this before. For those who say "ahead of your time" please disregard, keep moving forward with this talent, never surrender, and you will become the standard by which all others write.

[AnoudQ]

keep going you're really amazing deep words from a big heart

[Michael G.]

I like the position you give to the reader. One, that stands off to the side and sees everything in their surroundings. The theme from "Midnight Cowboy" seems to play well in this background. Well written poem. A very enjoyable read.

[Transience]

really,really deep.something where everyone is a cause and victim.nice piece.

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T..]

Very nice! It speaks to us in simple terms of thoughts of loneliness, the desire for companionship, perhaps even love. Well done.

[Rhea752]

WOW!! very well written and expressed. the questions were deep and sentimental. great write!!!!!

[Legolas]

This is so amazing! Wonderful job!

[zainul]

Amazing,wondeful,outstanding.......
Lovely work.
Congratulations!

[Jeremy Baker]

Nice sentiment ... well expressed.

[Melobldnfr]

Exceptionally expressed; now one of my favorites of yours.

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Love this ! Every line of it. I often feel like this especially the first two lines and second two lines:
"Phone full of numbers,
Yet not a single person to call.

Room full of faces,
No real friends here at all."

I love the way you ended it.