Monday 12 August 2019

I hear you

This is an attempt at poetry after a gap of nearly 17 years.

_________

I hear the noise around me
The rage, the anger, and the hate
All of it for something they fail to see
and not merely for an act they deem 'not-great'

I hear the noise around me
Of why my views are child-like and naive
It's my life's, so why can't you let it be?
Oh! I get it; you look but are scared to believe

I hear the noise around me
Screams in various tongues
In dialects of many across the sea
But whose tones seem to burn a fire in other lungs

I hear the noise around me
Cheers for change and abuses for the same
The voices turn to bruised many a bruised knee
For every call by every other is termed lame

I hear the noise around me
How everything far away is better
Where money can fetch you cars, fancy tea
Spare time; yet no response to a mother's letter

I hear the noise around me
In homes where wealth matters
Where household chores are bound by a fee
Even if it means leaving it in shatters

I hear the noise around me
You have problems, and so do you
A request, look in the mirror and see
Your world reflects what you do

I hear the noise around me
And I am tired
It's never about what's done by he or she
For you refuse to adapt even after being fired

I hear the noise around me
Seriously, you should try it
It is indeed key
If you wish life to gift you any benefit

I hear the noise around me
This my choice
I choose to watch the fun, oh gee!
That's how I know when to voice

I hear the noise around me
Please don't be mad
I don't always agree
Now, is that bad?

I hear the noise around me
and am thoroughly amused
Yes some thoughts can sting like a bee
Does it mean their views should be refused?

I hear the noise around me
Don't you? It's strange, nothing to be proud
Well, if only one knew when to give a hoot or three
Would one know whether it was worth being loud

I hear the noise around me
Here's what I feel
Be a sponge; absorb, squeeze and be
Life does not gift you the perfection seal

I hear the noise around me
I honestly do
But stop being the clueless squirrel on the tree
This chatter is not worth your time or you

Let bygones, be bygones
Live and let live

I hear you

This is an attempt at poetry after a gap of nearly 17 years. _________ I hear the noise around me The rage, the anger, and the hate A...