MY ENEMIES AREN’T MY FOES
until my hunch pricks me
and I’m hinted conspicuously
I dare not create fear and panic
I’d have myself to blame
though I see them always
they pop up in one or twos
but these people are happy and making merry
I am the problem of myself
I make the unimportant important
give rating to what’s not germane
open my arms out to hug my reflection
my enemies are blameless
I treat people with kindness and love
but graciously address myself in disscontempt
created a hollow within myself for hate
I am my own complexity
truth be told
my foes aren’t foes
i am the fool, basking in my follies
swimming against the tides
I am the enemy of myself
so much listen to what isn’t my concern
search for stuffs that aren’t missing
make friends with people I ought to walk past
@talk2leigh
5:56pm
28 June 2023
Nice poem with great deep message
ReplyDeleteWe tend to project our hurts and injury on those we despise, thinking they're the cause of our trauma 🦁
ReplyDeleteNice piece, Mio amico ✅
You’re right, thanks a million
DeleteWell written boss
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