What muddles, conflicts, we see in the small private world of our minds..
I'm not sure if I've understood the meaning behind your poem is , but the above words are how I see it.
There's strong emotion, strong feelings of the opposite being a reverse of the reverse, as if there are doubts and actions that aren't what you're feeling, seeing...
We move so still
And run in place
I see an outsider
When I look at my face
I can understand that, i think.
Thank you for sharing these finely created intense and quite sad words
Wow, this was a very intriguing poem. The contradictions held firm to the feeling one gets when a friend becomes a stranger. I know it myself, one of my best friends changed completely when he met his current girlfriend, and he and I haven't talked since actually. Ah well, happens sometimes I suppose. One can always make new friends right? Just remember previous friends fondly.
This is such a sad poem. Life is a b***h don't ya think? Pity things happen like they do. I have the same problem. I had a guy who was the best friend I ever had, until he decided that that wasn't quite what he wanted anymore. Hurt me like hell. But hey, Life's a b***h I guess... Sorry this happened to a great guy like you...
What muddles, conflicts, we see in the small private world of our minds..
I'm not sure if I've understood the meaning behind your poem is , but the above words are how I see it.
There's strong emotion, strong feelings of the opposite being a reverse of the reverse, as if there are doubts and actions that aren't what you're feeling, seeing...
We move so still
And run in place
I see an outsider
When I look at my face
I can understand that, i think.
Thank you for sharing these finely created intense and quite sad words
This is sad Craig! :( Not what I am used to seeing from you. Angst, indeed. I like the simple rhyming of it. But the end made me want to cry. So poetically beautiful.
"There are only four questions of value in life...
What is sacred?
Of what is the spirit made?
What is worth living for..
and what is worth dying for?
The answer to each is the same:
ONLY .. more..