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Mar 2015
Like yesterday or was it tomorrow
Metallic and smooth but is it mine?
Is this love or is this winter's sorrow
I feel as I begin the endless climb

I could never hear since that day
My efforts lost at sea
I cannot hear what I want to say
Is it the object or is it me?

I can't blame the bird for how he plays
Or how Oscar hits the keys
I can't quite remember what I was supposed to say
So in my mind it repeats

There's a void somewhere in my heart
No matter how I beg or how I plead
Its like my thoughts our giant steps apart
Doomed to listen- never free

What happened to the jazz?
Like the notes scribbled on the page
With four limbs and one of brass
Im forever locked in this fleshy cage

Am I a failure?
For reasons I don't quite understand
Am I a failure?
No- Im am just a man
Benjamin Poirier
Written by
Benjamin Poirier  Gatineau, Québec
(Gatineau, Québec)   
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