I do not know
What I expect
From people reading my poems
When I am fortunate enough
To gauge their reactions
It somehow
Miraculously
Always leaves me lost
I do not know
What I expect from their reaction
Yet each time
I see a blank face
I feel as if something is missing
As if there was something
I was anticipating
I do not know what to expect
From readers who read my poem
But somehow their
Speechless faces
Just leaves me lost
As if it is hard to believe
I could write something
Thought provoking
Yet all I do
Is plaster my thoughts
As it is
Still I do not know
what to expect
From people who read my poems
YOU ARE READING
Lost words
PuisiSome words, some thoughts, some feelings-- complicated, intricate, fragile gets lost in the day to day. So let's carve out those, and let them breathe and come to existence through the mere power of poetry
