Busy Men,Idle Sun

busy men,scatter like travel of 
pain,
through every road;every nerve 
end.
they push me;push through my 
rays.
walk pass me,afraid to lend a gaze,
alone,frustrated,pouring out my 
heat waves,
i watch as they forget i need them.

busy men,walking back-straight 
back,
through same roads-same or 
different cars
glad that i am leaving,to natures' 
park.
they walk pass me without regards,
talk less about on weather forcast.

heading home,alone.
someone is an island after all.
will somebody be kind enough,
to sit and watch?
busy men will never see the 
beauty of a sunrise.
busy men-will never see the 
beauty of anything in life.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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A  Avatar
August 17, 2013 at 10:55 PM
HI ALUMBUGU, CONGRATULATIONS on having your poem featured this week........ Love ~SKAT~
A   Avatar
August 17, 2013 at 10:03 PM
Alumbugu. Congratulations!!! It's nice to see your poem Featured on the soups Home Page, this past week :-) goodnight~ Luv* Linda
Mckenzie Avatar
August 15, 2013 at 9:06 AM
aw so true "busy men will never see the beauty of a sunrise. busy men-will never see the beauty of anything in life." Yes its true you can feel very alone in a crowd of people. Thats why I love nature and animals! Well done. Congrats on your great featured poem! Laura :)
Gonzalez Avatar
August 13, 2013 at 7:11 PM
I loved this poem! How often have I ventured out into this world only to feel invisible in a crowd. Yet my greatest company has been the beauty of nature.
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