Let me give the facts straight
I didn't write this poem because I want to entertain you by my fascinating wordplays
I didn't write this poem to bring you to the deepest depth of my emotions
I didn't write this poem because I want you to relate and link your personal anxiety into the chains of words and rhymes
I simply create this for a thing that doesn't make sense at all
I created this for a random reason
And it's totally random.
Random, maybe its the coffee that soothes my mind to make this
Maybe the coffee is the reason why I couldn't sleep at this particular moment
Coffee with pleasant advantage but on the contradicting side a coffee with an unpleasant disadvantage
Maybe its the particles and elements that makes me a nocturnal one
But maybe it's not
Random, maybe its the conversation of you and me that makes me smile for a second and laugh at a minute.
Maybe its you're words that swirling and travelling around my mind are the one that makes me completely strange right now.
Maybe its you, the humor and jokes that I can't forget because those humorous stories of yours are one of my favorite weaknesses.
Maybe its the time we spent together even though its not that long I'm still happy that our shadows meet.
Maybe its you with the motivating advantage but I don't wanna get through the side of the disadvantage
Because I don't want this to end
Or maybe not.
Random, maybe its the excitement I get
When I'm going to an all out war on during several days.
A war of intellect and critical thinking that I'm longing for to reach my full potential that I needed to unlock the undiscoverable talents of mine.
Maybe its the excitement of pleasure seeking reinforcements that I want to gain all those claps and achievements that I want to hear, all those recognitions and guaranteed future I wish, maybe it is
But maybe not.
Random, maybe it's the negativity that is making me worried on this upcoming days that synthesized all the past experiences that I don't want to happen again.
Maybe its the negativity that brings anxiety on my head for me not to go to sleep early instead focusing on what is wrong with my life
Maybe its the negativity that is bringing the procrastinating effect that brings me toward the unimportant things that I prioritize first before making the deserving ones.
Maybe its the negativity
But maybe its not
Was it random? Or was it completely connected to each other
All those random things that creates an image of a person that is making expressive imagination
Maybe its the coffee? Maybe its the words? Maybe its the excitement? Maybe its the negativity? Or maybe its Me
Maybe its me that is responsible for all this things that happened
Maybe its me that is not on the same page anymore
Maybe its the thoughts I want to express can't wait to be express anymore
So this random things that swirling in my head are the things that brings out the best in me
Now I realize the only thing that is random are the things that are worth to express on yourself and to other people.
Copyright © Baltazar Rodriguez | Year Posted 2017
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.