Look at soliloquy: <br />Describe to me, its features <br />Is it a road of gleaming marble? <br />Perhaps not, as I frolicked under the Sun, <br />It felt as if the earth glowers beneath my feet <br /> <br />Look at soliloquy: <br />If one dare take a picture of it, <br />Is it a picture of a dull revelry? <br />Perhaps not, as I drank wine and dined, <br />It feels as if somebody had died <br /> <br />Look at soliloquy: <br />Is it a great perhaps on an aeroplane? <br />Where one surmises that a foreign country, <br />Would treat one fairly with lavish feasts and people? <br />I think not – the soul is obscured and faces are blurry <br /> <br />Look at soliloquy: <br />Is it the leisure in front of the sea? <br />Where all the waves crash and the dunes lay subtly, <br />The seagulls hover calmly, the Sun shines blatantly – <br />No – it feels as if an iron of fragmented memories <br /> <br />Look at soliloquy: <br />Is it to marvel at every petty thing? <br />And see the beauty in every wretched being? <br />I think not – mendacity, this is not for me! <br />I see the world as a cell, with no cell mate <br /> <br />Look at soliloquy: <br />Compare yourself beside a jovial woman, <br />Where her lacquer shines ardently under the Sun <br />Now, tell me, what do you feel juxtaposed to a sprightly one? <br />If I were you, I’d feel as if a shabby, submerged swan <br /> <br />Look at soliloquy: <br />Between the lines of this poem, at the entrée of a reception, <br />At the notes of a song, or the bitter taste of every halted inception <br />Now tell me, what is to smile about in this world? <br />Tell me, with sincerity – and do not dare fumble in speech!<br /><br />Windsor Guadalupe Jr<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/look-at-soliloquy/
