Father: A Poem
A poem expressing my frustration of a father who barely communicates…
If only
you were warm,
I wouldn’t be left
out in the cold
fending for myself
lost, the world’s so foreign
to my naivety.
If only
you were understanding,
I wouldn’t be left
un deciphered
a maze too
complicated
for your ignorant eyes
resisting your
materialistic lures
of which you call affection!
Why, father
why won’t you comprehend?
If only
you were selfless,
I wouldn’t be left
wondering aimlessly
shutting you out
barring you from
my life
fall so hard
onto my weak feet
wounded,
scarred,
by thorns
you could’ve
saved me from?
If only
you were human,
I wouldn’t be left
so bitterly
somber
so boiling with
anger
so timidly
silent
so desperately
frustrated
so loveless
& lonely.
If only, father
but if only…
26/7/2007
,
4.42pm
December 3rd, 2007 at 12:15 pm
no disregard intended…….
love is somewhat you barely expect it to be of a prfect coruscation, dude….