Confused

I don't know what to write,

About the things that are on my right,

or the things that are out of my sight.

My sight is just a vision that is never right,

and my feelings are just diversions that always fright.

Maybe i should write about the cold November rain, which always excite,

or the love that i'll feel wen the time is right.

maybe i should write about my scars,

or how NASA fakes all about the moon and the stars.

Maybe i m still thinking about the things on my right,

Because i don't know what to write.....

Karan S.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The possibilities of life give us opportunity to write about many things. I told my kids. Travel, test life and have fun before going to work for 50 years. My Grandfather told me often. I was lucky. I traveled and saw many things. I will have memories to hold tight to. All of us have stories or need to create new ones. I like the poetry that asked questions. Your words did. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Karan Savla]

thanks mate.....i try

[Coyote Poetry]

You did very well and you are welcome.