Nobody to share the thoughts that reside, nobody to care for the heart that's inside, from the outside you may see a enchanting smile, actually, to live every moment, I have to strive..
No I was not like this in the past, but the past itself taught me that, how to laugh when nothing good lasts..
I used to be awake at night, the reason was different that time, the reason then changed to wait, and today only memories, that I write..
A lot has changed with time, you, me, and our lives, I'm left alone with some alphabets, to compose some 'loyal' words and lines..
No I don't want that 'good' time back, I won't be able to take it anymore, now I know how to move on, how to live, smile & share, alone..
No I'm not depressed or sad, I do laugh and act insane, but the scene is a bit changed, I'm the anchor, I'm the spectator, and I'm the only person who laugh, alone..
I must beg to differ with the claim made in your profile, that you are not a poet … you so very clearly are; and a very capable one. This poem is both engaging and rewarding.
Sometime we need time to think and figure out what we need and want.
'No I don't want that 'good' time back,"
Sometime the experiment of the past allow us to move on wiser and knowing what we really need. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote
Being alone is a bittersweet nightmare. Though at times it can offer great time to ponder the world and your place within it, there is much to be said about having someone there to ponder the issues with you. There is a great deal of your emotions behind each word typed. Well penned.