Late night sirens and cheap
microwave popcorns,
an empty Chardonnay
and mounting bills
Why am I always in
this myself?
My mind racing
am I counting worries
by sugar teaspoons?
Frantically cleaning the
cemented floor to rub
of the coffee stains.
Will I ever make it? Is
the question many are
asking but why I be the one?
I smile and sing rhymes
longing for some
praise, after-all it’s
not a crime. Fears and
worries linger but
there is hope but
hope is dangerous and
uncertainty too sneaky.
Shall I make the first move
but It might never work.
Let me smile and just
keep it to myself.
No I’m not an open book.
I will throw fake smiles
at your placid jokes offer
an icy kiss but I rather be
a mystery and be by myself.
Being a mystery is the most interesting thing any single individual can be.
Enjoy being a mystery, Tanya.
I know right? Mystery is cool anyways no one is interesting in knowing about us, so better be mysterious 😁
If I am not myself, I wonder what I might be, and I ask, what is the shelf life of who I could be…
Just a bit of rumble in the jungle Tanya….
Your poem stirred my thoughts on what may be..😊
Hi Ivor thanks for your like and great insight, agreed if we can’t be ourselves than what would we be, appreciate it.
The beauty of being by yourself💓 💓
Hi Jackie indeed the beauty of being by ourselves… thanks for your like and comment, appreciate it.
It’s about being happy, no one else can truly make a heart feel… content! Blessings!
Very true, thanks so much for your profound insight, truly appreciate it.
You’re welcome!
Woww!!
Your writing!!
Thanks Dhara for your kind words, glad you liked it. 👍
A beautiful description of the inner worries many of us bury deep down and project a carefree facade instead. Powerful words!
me too 😊
Cool 😎 come along then, Sail in the boat!
I’d get seasick
I am hydrophobic!
so was James Joyce…🙆🙆
so was James Joyce…😊😊
so was James Joyce, I recall
Have not read his Ulysses some day might!
I don’t enjoy stream of consciousness though!
It is great trash ..very funny and dirty 😯
hmm I wrote a poem on Oedipus too, will post some day. If it’s dirty I am tempted!
the last chapter is pure smut from a female perspective…not tasteful at all 😯😯
Hmm not very encouraging then….