I want to be you

Role exchange

I want to be you
Image Source - https://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/17/science/17angi.html
Human beings are vulnerable. One feels less of a person when everyone is making progress whereas you make circles for weeks or months or years.

I get gone, to sun’s house

Cool, soothing and just what I would admit I want as espouse

I want. I need. I hunger.

We converse for unrecorded time till the night is younger

We say goodbyes and wish each other well

 

I get gone, to my house

Ugly, irritating and just what I would admit I don’t want a louse

I have, and I hate and I despise

I converse with ghosts for hours, then demise

I say goodbye, to the pinch of joy and welcome sadness

 

Today, the magnified friend is back in line

Standing on yesterday's road-tattered but verbally fine

Load of responsibilities is kicking in

Forming a heap in skin

Causing a lump within

 

I envy the blossoming apple

For their solo role- chasing darkness

I chase dollars, lovers, health, peace of mind, not solos

The sun is done,

I am not done,

 

Depression is waving above earth

Declaring our tie, demanding birth

I want to unvie the seat of ownership

Alight from the slave ship

And keep a weak grip

 

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monsters feast on the flesh of human beings and so we must expose them

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The biggest problem of human world is jewlasness so I loved your post

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A very sad but honest expression. We invite grief by comparing ourselves to others. Each life is different and unique with it's own sets of joys and sorrow. We live in our own time zone. However comparisons are inevitable.

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