I wonder if life would have been the same
If I had but a different name
As common as the monsoon rain
Somewhere between John and Jane
I wonder who would have called me close
Gifted whiskey or a blood red rose
Shared laughter with a list of woes
And left me where the west wind blows
I wonder if I would have been happy more
Being a seashell on a shallow shore
Drunk with madness like never before
Following the echo of my silent roar
I wonder if I would have lived long
Sang a chorus in some choir song
Before in life it all went wrong
For now I am but not where I belong…
A dilemma and a constant in our life to ask ourselves if with this or that our life would have been better.
A pleasure to read you.
Fraternal greetings.
Yes 😊
Life is a series of ifs and buts… But all answers starts after the questions doesn’t it….
Glad for your comment…. Thank you 🙏🙏🙏
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Wonderful poetry shared.
Thank you very much my friend for the honour 😊🙏🙏🙏 Glad you liked it
I enjoyed your work today. Like a Bukowski poetry. You tell the truth. You are welcome my friend.
I loved the complete poem and I believe we land where we suppose to.
Truly 😊
I love the slowly realized sense of belonging in these words!
Thank you such a wonderful compliment, Jaya😊 So glad you liked it 🙏