May 19, 2009

How to Live

People always ask,
but I've learned to wait.
I've even lied.

We live in a daydream,
while life runs on without us.

Who understands
where I'm stuck?

You can't reflect
a single word,
a single color,
revelation on a cloud.

Leave the page open.

I reserve the right
as long as I live.

3 comments:

Paul said...

A perfect thought poem, elegant and the words contain and express the though with complete precision.

utopianfragments said...

beautifuly said. good thinking line. keep this page open and white

Agnes said...

Thank you, Mr. Fragments. Nice to greet you.