The Watcher



I watch the rat race, as the world goes by
With passive intervention, I pass a sigh
Awkward interactions remind me why
I've promised myself never to tell a lie

A kiss, a babe in arms, a drunken brawl
Some think they walk, but barely crawl
Those who catch others when they fall
All tread tentatively, towards a final call

For every bad deed there is also good
Dualities ingrained deep in our blood
Make it hard to see a tree in the wood
To see clearly, where blindness stood

An elderly couple pass by linking arms
A joy to see love expressed, with no qualms
A refreshing change from sirens & alarms
Or simply hiding away, behind some psalms

Some think worldly goods define success
The price they pay is relentless stress
Some judge others by how they dress
Better to get to know someone, than guess

Words exchanged are powerful tools
Devoid of thought, belong to fools
From the heart, are priceless jewels
With reason & truth, make wise rules

All the misery & suffering makes me cry
It makes me think, but by grace, there go I
I'm not that different, so I ask myself why
Wear a coat of self pity, while so many die?

The world rotates & life still goes on
Be joyful & happy before you're gone
From this life onwards to the next one
Release all your burdens & carry none!

© Arcana

Hmm...very, very nice. The world is lost in itself, self pity and righteousness outweighing the common good and welfare, the old values lost by all but few, and people trampling each other for self gain. And all this happens as one person watches, wondering why they are all so foolish...I like it, and I like the picture, seems to bring it all together (and reminds me of Doctor Who, if you've seen it).

LOL.........thanks Uebermenschen, glad you liked it but i'm unsure about your comparison to Dr Who.............maybe more of a Dr Why lol!

The poem is based on my own observations & thoughts, I do not wish to appear preachy or self righteous & used to fall into many of the negative aspects myself, it is only through the passage of time & my ability to now be able to stand back from what I once was, that I see things differently, which inspire me to put my thoughts to paper occasionally.

I meant an episode of Doctor Who with things called Watchers that look exactly like the angel in the picture you put up there.

Ahhhhhhhhh...........k................no I have never seen it.

Another beautiful piece of work My favorite part:



Thank you hun ♥ me

Nicely done!

Incredibly profound and amazing! I,m deffinitly a fan of your work! I love it!

Thankyou all for your replies & encouragement, it means a great deal to me....................Namaste.