Black Matta Poet Free verse

X and Y

In a large room…
A crowd of people
Whispers and smiles
Relaxing music in the background
I stood puzzled
Turned around myself


Faces are familiar but names are forgotten
I tried to remember
This face was for X
That face was for Y
This one used to love me
That one was so harsh
I tried, I couldn't


Years passed
With all their sorrow and gladness
And here we met
After the sunset
That took everything
And left in a hurry


Debris of our souls
Shapes of our bodies
Our wrinkles
Our small eyes
The gray hairs
The mellow hearts


We might look old, but young inside
We might look happy, but sad inside
We might look alive, but dead inside


This one pretended to be fine
and that one pretended to be strong
I was just watching in surprise
Weaving a story in my mind
I sarcastically laughed at them
and at myself!



Blackmatta

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Besma Riabi Dziri September 20, 2018 at 12:04 AM Achingly beautiful and powerful work of art and pain! 'look alive but dead inside"! Shaking and torturing a feeling especially when one is deeply aware of that very state and nothing done yet! Shaking the mind is the message! A great pleasure to read! Deepest regards. Stay blessed always. Black Matta September 20, 2018 at 12:16 PM Shaking the mind won't be enough to let us remember something once we get senile. I hope that you won't be in need to do so. Stay fine~