Hi Freinds,
Recently, I made some ideas into a short poem and it’s called Stay for Dinner.
Won’t you stay?
When you’re here, i’m here
I lose all sense
of self when you’re not
when you’re near, i’m near
a familiar face
I once forgot
In your presence,
my heart starts beating
it takes its time to simmer
These moments are
forever fleeting
I hope you stay, for dinner
I’m in love
in love with a feeling
Weaned of life, i was getting thin
A perspective rich
rich with meaning
behind a door, that leads within
I sought to say
the next time we met
It’s times likes this
in times like this
I really wish not to forget
a time like this
A time like this
is almost over
Gone before, the birds can sing
Gone before, I start my breakfast
Stay for dinner
Wont you stay, for a min?
The End.
“I miss this perspective whereby things feel doable, life feels liveable, people feel loveable, hell, i feel loveable, and all the positive reinforcement feels deserved and coherent.
I’m used to these moments being fleeting, only popping in now and then, but this time I hope they can ‘stay for dinner’,so to speak.”
- 5:01 AM, Whatsapp
Hope it made you think - O
beautiful poem good sir!