Tuesday, November 24, 2009
I do know
The Parent's Song
A look uncertain
Pierces a face that does not know
Thoughts formed but that cannot be spoken
An expression of resign
Eyes that look longing and loving
Fill the space between and time
To deaf ears
There is no sound
I can see the words in your eyes
When I realise
I'm sorry
I didn't know
To devote to a device and not to man
To choose unwisely
What happens to the lost time
And I know the regrets formed later
To cherish every moment
It's easy to say
But you know that I love you
I do
Can you see the words in my eyes too
Even if I look out of a window
It is the nearest
That we don't reach for
And the most we want
When it's gone
Pierces a face that does not know
Thoughts formed but that cannot be spoken
An expression of resign
Eyes that look longing and loving
Fill the space between and time
To deaf ears
There is no sound
I can see the words in your eyes
When I realise
I'm sorry
I didn't know
To devote to a device and not to man
To choose unwisely
What happens to the lost time
And I know the regrets formed later
To cherish every moment
It's easy to say
But you know that I love you
I do
Can you see the words in my eyes too
Even if I look out of a window
It is the nearest
That we don't reach for
And the most we want
When it's gone
This poem, was inspired by a scene. This reminds me of what's real, and what's now.
When the whole world around you is plugged in, what do you do? The world seems to care less. All the parents who were shelved by a device, looking on with expressive eyes that want so much to tell their children many, many things. I am guilty. And when I see that look on your faces, it tears me a little. And one day I know, it might tear me apart, when I miss you too much.
Mr Darcy: You have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you.
12:43 AM.
12:43 AM.