connect that earphones
to his heart
and maybe by then
he'll truly listen.turn on
your own made playlist,
play them
until he'll complain
that his ears are bleedingand if not,
then continue
let him
be in subdue
of the music
he's listening tomay the songs
enlighten him
of the thoughts
that's been ringing in
and of the feelings
you tried so hard to pin.he may not
listen to you
while you speak
with your mouth
of the truth
so may this
awaken himit's his choice
to sink or swim.
leave him be
as of the moment,
let him ponder
all he is starting to wonderi hope
he's not that deaf now
and if he still is,
it's his loss
anyhow
YOU ARE READING
coffee stains
Poetrythe cracks on this cup still remains, its stains still unwashed.