So Ordinary

So Ordinary

I am so ordinary; you don't  have to look up
And smile: not I the cynosure of all eyes.
Words I can write, but not speak
There are a million stars in the skies.

I am so ordinary, so very ordinary.
You won't even believe I could be me.
I live and give, even forgive.
I guess that's just me.

I do  not have special talents , none.
I am just a very ordinary entity
I wished I was the pink cloud in the sky
Just to be me.

I am the lost, lonely one.
I think and then I become.
Just for now I warm myself
In the heat of the golden sun.

Copyright: Rani Turton

Broken Lives: Poem

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Broken Lives

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There was her and you and me

All of us and him too:

There was life and strife and

Euphoria that rang true.

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There was the eternal link

Between broken lives

A glance was often enough to make

Anybody understand.

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We are those who should had been

We could have been

Now we follow another dream

To see and be seen.

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Those with broken dreams

Invisible, transparent, often at ease with

Hypocrisy's social discourse.

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Now, to let life run its fevered course,

Now, to gather and sift and try to understand

The whys of broken lives,

Strand by strand by strand.

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Copyright: Rani Turton