The Wall (expanded version)

A short poem; Grown up. For all the "Lonely People".

The Wall

Happiness
In vintage year
Is always found
With bottled fear

Empty Words
When nothing’s dear


So, Build a Wall
of words, and hide.
Lest someone else
should come inside.

Then see the you
Reality
And not the you
You wish to be.

In truth, with Walls
One cannot win
What one keeps out
Can’t be kept in

A hidden love
Life on a shelf
Avoids the hurt
Preserving Self

For what?

For when?

A never life
To live again?

To Live.

Again.



NSJ 2003
NSJ 2006 expanded on request.