The Stranger You Will Never Meet

no one notices me in the corner

my silence is misinterpreted

by people who talk over others

they hear but they are death

my words are like background

ambiances in their fantasy

they all pass judgment on me

thinking they know who I am

placing labels all over my forehead

meek, shy, weird, gay, stupid

I listen to everything they say

learning them because they

are glutton heaviness people

giving away all logic for free

 

how can I fill a cup that is already full?

full of themselves that is

 

it takes more strength

to sit in silence and listen

bridling your own tongue

so that you may hear… and understand

 

in that comes wisdom

in the form of information

 

is it my quiet behavior

that you hate most?

or is it the fact that

you can’t read my silence

that confuses you about me?

I am that blank thought

that haunts you at night

the stranger with no face or name

just a blur in your memory

I am the living example

that diversity lives

creative in all things I touch

a work horse who never needs a brake

consistent, steady and stubborn

I can calm the faithless

on judgment day

I can move mountains

because I believe

I was raised on rap music

but classic rock touches

my soul while the blues

lives in my heart

right now I am having

an intense love affair

with the English language

but I am invisible to you

just a whisper in the wind

ambiance to your own voice

a stranger.... who you will never meet

Reviews

[Lydia Blackwell]

This poem shows great insight into one's own perception, explanation of that perception and intuition about how others perceive you. It is the complete package and masterfully executed. I like the various feelings that arise from reading it. It is something that many of us can relate to- being judged. Well done!

[miSS LEaf]

ohhh Iota this one said so much................. i love every line in it, so powerful, my most favourite would be :
"how can i fill up a cup that is already full?
full of themselves, that is...."
that's wry and brilliant~ also the part where you described introverted character.................... excellent ~L

[Ruth]

A stranger with a lot to say, a stranger that has a lot to offer, but seems invisible!
Know that feeling at times!
lol
Awesome sweet!
xx

[jenniewren (J.W. Bouwma..]

this one strikes me as very self-empowering and yet also sad.. happy to be outside of the norm, but also sad, perhaps just a little, to be overlooked..

[Coyote Poetry]

I believe the skill of conversation is lost by most. I remember long conversation with woman all through a long night. Dreams, hope and life. Today we keep to our self and allow few in. I was station in California for three years. I would sit in coffee shops and on the beach. I must have look safe. Young and old would come and tell me great stories. I like this poem. Today I have few great conversations about anything. Except for the Internet where people can gather and express great thoughts and discuss from all around the world. A outstanding poem. A writer goal. You made me think.
Coyote

[Faceless Love]

This poem was amazing. It speaks so true. You can't add to a cup that is full. Too many people today talk too much and forgot how to listen to the world around you. This is a keeper.