The Art of Hearing

We stare into nothingness
Hoping for a way out
Praying for an answer
That won't let us fail.
I close my eyes to listen
Listen deeply to the words you say
You say I listen well
Yet I can barely hear what you mean
Two meanings to each word:
One I hear, another unspoken
But still remains
How can I go down the right path
If I can't see clearly what you mean?
I have closed my eyes this time and jumped
Because it is the only way I see
How my answer will reveal itself
The one I prayed for is right in front of me
Though it was hidden for sometime
Hidden in the toxicity that followed by mistakes
Decisions that I knew were mistakes long ago
But I have prayed for a new path
The right path from before
The path I belong on
I will let myself be guided blindly into it this time!
I will not impose myself in these decisions
For I am the one who stains these choices made
I am who half listens and does as she wants
Stubborn til the end
Hardheaded to follow the path laid for me.
It is time.
It is all in your hands.
I collided with destiny and let it slip once
But this time I will listen
I will be open to a new possibility
And it will be amazing!

Reviews

[zainul]

I stopped my TV to read your lovely poem so that I can listen to what you intended to say.It is amazing.It is a very positive attitude towards life.
Impressed by the beauty and depth of meaning of the following lines:
"But this time I will listen
I will be open to a new possibility
And it will be amazing!"