Poem 110

Maybe I'll just keep on waiting

for something to happen to me, 

for someone to come around 

and turn my whole mess of  a world 

upside down. 

Maybe I'll just keep on wasting 

my precious time 

looking for someone in empty streets 

when I could set the road ablaze

and dance with the flames. 

Maybe I haven't found myself yet 

so why am I looking for love 

when I haven't loved myself enough? 

@cellojhean

Reviews

[Roger Turgeon]

Perhaps the name should be "maybe" not poem 110. So much of our lives are determined by chance and not intention. Starting with yourself is a good beginning. Enjoyed.