Looking for BantikA Poem by KobyoI find myself often riding the train, Passing from car to car, from stop to stop, Desperately Looking for her, And I wonder How many cars are on this train at all, for gods sake?
I find myself often riding the train Passing from car to car, from stop to stop Desperately Looking for her, And I wonder… How many cars are on this train at all, for god’s sake? And on which one of them… just one of them… Will I ever find Bantik? But then in one split of a moment I suddenly see her Sitting with a sad look in her eyes Hoping for something good to happen in her life For a change, But I cannot approach I’m paralyzed. Bantik is so close, yet so far in my imagination And to think that I made her so happy once… I have never felt so broken in my life Never had this pain before Like I do when looking for Bantik On the train, in the park, on the streets, in my dreams But I know that she had this pain when I let her down Again, and again, and again… Bantik was broken before me. You see, Bantik is emotional And so sensitive in a way that is making me jealous The feeling of being so hurt So clueless, so hopeless, so in love The kind of love that will never be realized By someone like me, so ego centered, so blind to what love is So I‘ve come to a conclusion. That Bantik doesn’t want to be found Especially by me, because karma is not up to anybody And more than I feel sorry for myself I cry because I still care, I really do And Bantik… she won’t answer my phone calls The angels in my life say that I’m better off without Bantik But the angels in my life are so not the angels I would listen to anyway So here I am finding myself looking for Bantik on a daily basis And the hell with conclusions, Bantik still wants me to find her Because she knows deep inside her heart, that only I can make her happy In a way she wasn’t before and will never be without me. So I keep looking for Bantik While approaching the limit of hope that my heart can deal with And I know that she’s out there, sharing my pain And thinking about me, knowing I’m still looking The train is moving again and I’m between the cars now I’m desperately looking for her, and I wonder… On which one of them cars… just one of them… Will I ever find Bantik? © 2008 Kobyo |
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Added on September 28, 2008 Last Updated on October 12, 2008 Previous Versions |