Words In Motion

These words glided from thought to paper effortlessly. I observe people, it's what I like to do and although this man has never approached me, I kind of wish he will.

Lovers walk the street holding hands
a glimpse of loneliness in their eyes
they smile in disguise

A girl in yellow sways alone in heels
smile so bright she lights up the night
heart wide open

A man full of gray
body beaten by age
slowly paces away

A child with pink ribbons In her hair
skips along kicking leaves in the air
the cancer slowly breaking her

A group of men in black
religious books in hand
whisper chants as they drift the land

A woman cries out in despair
searching for her son who needs care
she'll spend nights shadowing alleys

As I sit I begin to wonder
what all these people have in common
pain is first to come to mind
that for sure I recognize

The next day I return
the same location that I observe
different faces same reactions
life passing by with no distractions

Until a man sits down next to me
A face soo tired with eyes glistening
He smells of dirt and sweet wine
His clothes are weathered but once fine

The stranger begins to speak
a thick accent drawing me in
"I've been observing you sitting here every night
seeking answers and trying to find
yourself among the souls that walk by"

"Pain is love in different forms
without pain love is not born
from pain a meaningful life will risen
learn to love and you will blossom"

"All these people you observe
are reflections of the pain you endure
once you feel love inside
your perception of pain will subside"

With those words life stood still
it echoed in my head giving me chills
the man was gone without a warning
his wisdom leaving me longging

Midnight winds woke up my senses
hours passed feeling like seconds
I started to see life from different angles
the moon and stars were brighter than ever

Author's Note

Super long, not sure if that's a bad thing.

Reviews

[Poems]

There's a lot of truth in what you are saying about love and pain. I certainly agree with that. The poem itself could use some work with spelling and forced rhymes. Some consolidation of length is also in order. Still a good poem though.