My love,
do you see what I see?
cloudless night illuminated by the moon
that shine on the beggar kid
who just want a silver spoon
My love,
do you see what I see?
amidst the edifices of banal desire
where money is gain and power is win
there is a man who never had money nor power
since he was born
My love,
do you see what I see?
there’s a couple fighting outside the bar
the woman accuse him of kissing with the waitress
and the man accuse her of fornicating with the bartender
both of them understand that the flame has ceased to exist
and they only want an excuse to begin with
My love,
do you see what I see?
your figure standing in the balcony
hanging your head and lost in thought
you think of many things except me
for I see what you don’t see
the face of love
for someone, not I
Author: Alvin Dharma
Poetry Prairie 