I was brought back to my locked room again
By sheer, unhappy randomness of fate.
I gazed upon a canvas stained with pain.
A portrait of a heart that could not wait.
I delved into the palette, hues laid bare.
A frozen moment where I feigned concern.
Youth’s vigor and pride, an unstable pair,
Seeking out others’ hearts and souls to spurn.
I peered in the window, glass reflecting
A figure unfamiliar, yet my own.
In circumstance diverse though connecting,
Two selves entwined with their destinies sown.
The desolate man lies slumped in the dirt.
The other feasts at a table quite grand.
Both starving for a truth that might assert
The essence of a love they understand.
In life’s grand play, my soul remains unswayed.
Constant self, through time’s recurring charade.
By sheer, unhappy randomness of fate.
I gazed upon a canvas stained with pain.
A portrait of a heart that could not wait.
I delved into the palette, hues laid bare.
A frozen moment where I feigned concern.
Youth’s vigor and pride, an unstable pair,
Seeking out others’ hearts and souls to spurn.
I peered in the window, glass reflecting
A figure unfamiliar, yet my own.
In circumstance diverse though connecting,
Two selves entwined with their destinies sown.
The desolate man lies slumped in the dirt.
The other feasts at a table quite grand.
Both starving for a truth that might assert
The essence of a love they understand.
In life’s grand play, my soul remains unswayed.
Constant self, through time’s recurring charade.