Why?

Why?

A Poem by Marquise


I still feel the air in my lungs, yet I cannot feel
the summer's breeze upon my face
I cannot smell the flowers nor the grass
no matter how close to my nostrils
My appetite is fierce, yet I cannot taste
anything I've eaten

But I can feel and smell the paper in my briefcase...
What is wrong with my senses?

I see the local street musicians vibe in the park
as usual, but i cannot hear the sound of melodies
I cannot hear the dogs barking
I cannot hear the birds chirping

Yet I just heard my cell phone ringing...
What is wrong with my hearing?

My son took his first steps yet i didn't crack a smile
My mother called to just to say "I love you"
yet I didn't feel any emotion even though I replied

Yet my boss called and granted me my promotion
and I felt excitement
Whats wrong with my feelings?

My conscious is seems to be clear
I am socially accepted
I am financially stable
I economically efficient

So why God?

Why have I been stripped of
life's little treasures??....

© 2008 Marquise


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Added on February 7, 2008

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Marquise
Marquise

Philadelphia, PA



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I don't consider myself a writer because I don't write often, but I have trouble putting words together when I want to express myself verbally. Writing is the one way I can do this successfully. I lov.. more..

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