Every so often...  

SPs_delight 35F
90 posts
11/13/2005 9:27 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Every so often...


........one meets a person who leaves an imprint on our heart.....today i met such a gentleman.......

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Nameless faces in a little cafe'
Bitter coffee to drink on a lonely day
Worn out jukebox playing worn out songs
People pondering their lives and what went wrong

One old gent's here whom i see quite often
Probably not yet fifty, but ready for his coffin
Coffee and cigarette, the man looks spent
Eyes already rheumy and his shoulders forever bent

While i sit and write, his eyes meet mine
Young and old and painful, it chills my spine
He comes to my table and takes a seat
Offers a gnarled hand as we somehow meet

Without a prompt, he starts to tell
Of his life that's become a living hell
Of a life still young yet already done
Of not wanting to see even one more sun

He's tired of life, tired of his fate
Tired of his wife and too tired to hate
It hurts to see anyone so full of sorrow
i wonder if he'll even be alive tomorrow

He lights another of probably one million smokes
i watch with interest as i drink at my Coke
Wondering at the stories this man could say
Of his happy life before too many yesterdays

We talk of life and death and the big bad world
Smiling gently at the waitress, a cute young girl
i wonder, seeing this man, how this girl's life will be
What joys and terrors will this young girl see?

Time for home and off to bed, we shake hands and depart
i go home with sad thoughts and a heavy heart
And begin tomorrow with fear and hope
That i'll not come so sadly to the end of my rope

johnnpatti 66M
9 posts
11/14/2005 8:31 pm

That was a very deep and moving poem. I do hope that your life is more upbeat, happy and fullfilled.

John


Nightguy_1961 55M
4866 posts
11/14/2005 10:18 pm

delight

Sounds like you're describing me as the old man in that poem.

Good work...as always

NG


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