Jasmine Mincey Poet I do not know?

Why the Listner Cries

Hearing all of your problems
the big and the small
in the back of her mind
the listner calls
for the consolment and attention
you recieved just the same
while the listner sits
alone in her rain
counting the hours
the minutes, the seconds
till her name is called
she sits and she listens
bidding her time
jut waiting to see
if anyone notices her sittin
see's that she has her own thoughts
that are spinning
but no one can see her
they all keep on talking
spouting their problems
they all keep on walking
passin the listner alone in her rain
leaving the listner in all of her pain.
watery eyes
this is why the listner cries.

Copyright ©2009  Jasmine Mincey

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Brian Anderson March 5, 2009 at 10:37 AM fantastic poem. looking forward to more of your work.

Tyesha Ehigiator March 5, 2009 at 10:34 AM Very sad write, I can feel your pain so strongly here, feeling invisible to the world around you. It is not a good feeling at all..You want someone to just acknowledge you being there and ask you what's wrong, to hear you and understand that you too have problems and are suffering..I can see why the listener cries..I used to be that person But I found the courage to shout and make myself heard. I hope you have also..Just remember God is listening and he cares..Call on him--God Bless*Tyesha