The Guy On The Road

 

Nobody cries for yesterday

Not me, not you

Only the dead on the hill

Walk in the night

 

In this foolish world of lies

Where buildings mourn

And the world drowns

It was then

 

It was in that moment

I realised

You were maybe everything

I needed

To make my life complete

 

On this crazy journey we call life

Every road has an ending

People stop and touch you for a time

Sometimes you’re grateful

Sometimes not

 

In the light of the house

You may see me looking in

The guy on the road

Finally realising

You were maybe everything

I needed

 

The guy on the road

Wishing you happiness

On this crazy journey we call life.

Reviews

[Mrudula Rani]

"On this crazy journey we call life......people stop and touch you for a time" that is very true, and some of them wish you well too!

[Paul Bell]

People are still nice out there.

[Mrudula Rani]

I agree with you!

[andrew mitchell]

a lovely write paul on what is just that a journey from birth to death.

[Paul Bell]

As long as it's a long journey.

[andrew mitchell]

its never long enough in mind only!

[Saumya]

'Time' doesn't remain the the same! Time changes..People change...Priorities change...And so does the feelings.It is so strange that the person meant one's whole world an year ago, is present only as memory today...Alive, yet not alive...Dying, yet smiling...We never know what tomorrow holds..And true, lives always bout moving on, taking the next step, and not moving backwards...And true, what's meant to be, will be, no matter what. But if it's not destined to stay forever, it never will!

And true, sometimes all we can do is leave everything on its own, just wishing the heartfelt adieu to the one who left, unaware of how it feels to watch a loved one go, but then,it's not worth regretting and missing what's gone... Because the truth is, it will never come back!

I loved how you beautiful conveyed this message in your intensely sad, and realistic poem.

I applaud you for writing such a piece, Paull😊 sometines it is writing like these that hepllos one a lot.

-Saumya

[Paul Bell]

So true, Saumya. Too many people look back to what might have been. It never works.

[Saumya]

I agree...It is so maybe because intially it is tough to move on.

You're welcome, Paul😊

[DIVYA]

Maybe, maybe not. Life is full of missed chances and possibilities. What could have been, we'll never know. Its cruel and sad but who said life is fair? Your words touch such a chord. Loved it!

[Paul Bell]

If only we just took time to stop. Oh well.

[pia]

wonderful poem !!! extremely relatable. life is indeed a crazy journey and despite those ' mouring buildings' and 'a drowing world' we all have that one person who we realize we need the most. despite everything just crashing down beside us, there's always someone who is perfect for us. but even that sometimes abandons us. well that's live for us.
good stuff. loved the poem !!

[Paul Bell]

So true Pia, sometimes what is in front you, is what you needed to begin with.

[Tony Jordan]

This is brilliant Paul. I can really relate to it - especially the penultimate stanza - only realising what was lost, too late.

[Paul Bell]

We always realise we're to late at the end.

[barleygirl]

This is awesome! I love your carefree way of expressing yourself, playful, but always with serious undertones. This message is so relatable, I think we all have had some people like this along our journeys & it just couldn't be a constant thing, but so memorable, for only a short time. You've written it loosely so it fits everyone's individual life experience in this vein. I love this one! (((HUGS)))

[Paul Bell]

You keeping busy, Margie.

[barleygirl]

Sorry I haven't been online much in recent months. I've been caring for my neighbor's large place during his 3-month absence. Now he's back so I have more time to get back into the Writing life . . . I always miss reading you when I'm gone (((HUGS)))

[Paul Bell]

Your neighbour must love having you around. Hope they brought you something good back.

[barleygirl]

I'm definitely the beneficiary here . . . my neighbor shares his extensive woodcutting with me, ~ half cord of stove-sized logs each winter (value - $200) . . . my only heating is my woodstove! *smile*

[Paul Bell]

Is grizzly Addams your dad.

[barleygirl]

Pretty close . . . (((HUGS)))

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

I love this!
Very true to many in reflection
and thanks for sharing it.

[Paul Bell]

Thanks Josie, glad you liked it.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

:)
Wonderful insight.

[Great Aunt Astri]

'You may see me looking in' hopefully, in time, with fond memories. I don't think any of us ever really get what we want, because me missed it when it was there. But regret does not have to be negative, as you say 'wishing you happiness', and then just carry on with that crazy journey! May the road rise up to greet you.

[Paul Bell]

The road is doing great. Great Aunt Astri.

[Great Aunt Astri]

I am so glad.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Wistful words, filled with regret and longing...lyrical and musical..."You were maybe everything I needed"-repeated and so touching.."The guy on the road wishing you happiness"-realization, redemption. Master-Class work my friend.

[Paul Bell]

Thanks Annette. Hows the celebrations going.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Hi Paul, I'm on my way to an alligator barbeque. ..Patriotic Gunshots fill the air...I guess I'm not in New York anymore....Ha! :)

[Paul Bell]

Do the alligators know about this barbeque.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

They never saw it coming Paul....just joking of course. Hot dogs & hamburgers only.:))