Not ready, yet?

Alan R

They tell me

All that they can't do

But look

All this while

How I survived

On all that they never did.

 

 

They tell me

All that they can't say

And look

All this while

What echoed in me

From all, that was never said.

 

 

They tell me

All that they can't be

But look

All this while

How lucky I have been 

To understand their reality.

 

 

They tell me

All that they can't give

And look

All this while 

How I was never 

Ready to receive it anyway.

 

 

-Al

  • Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 3rd, 2024 15:30
  • Category: Love
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Comments7

  • Introverted Sage

    Beautiful!

  • Alan R

    Thanks for reading...😊

  • Teddy.15

    Ah, this is beautiful. 🌹

  • Alan R

    Thanks a lot...😊

  • Thomas W Case

    Superb work.

  • Alan R

    Thanks a lot 😊

  • Cloie

    Your poem beautifully reflects on resilience and self-awareness in the face of limitations imposed by others. Well done!

    • Alan R

      Thanks for such a meaningful reflection, resilience yeah, hard to keep up though...



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