Esther Odendaal
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Poem "Right Now - Right Here":
- written May 2009
- published October 9, 2009
- viewed 28 times
Other poems by Esther Odendaal:
»All About the Honey«
»Cautious Coals«
»Father's Day«
»Friendship and Roses«
»Game or Gamble«
»Made to Dance«
»Stargazing«
»The Leap«
»The Lightning«
»The Stillness«
»Tolerance is Tired«
»Wormsong«
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Poem "Right Now - Right Here":
- written May 2009
- published October 9, 2009
- viewed 28 times
Other poems by Esther Odendaal:
»Right Now - Right Here«
Right now I feel so lost
Not sure which way to turn
Unhappy where I am -
Which bridges do I burn?
Everything that held me
Has strangely lost its grip
I'm totally alone -
And tears refuse to drip.
I need to haul my mind
From where it wants to go
Thoughts it has been thinking
Just make me feel so slow.
Why can't my life just work?
I'm so tired of worry,
Counting every penny
And of saying 'sorry'.
Knowing there's a bright side
Really doesn't matter -
It's just another thought
Like so many scatter.
Am I okay with this?
Does anybody care?
Am I just an object
Floating in mid-flare?
Some people notice me
As quietly I float by
I offer what I can
Until my well runs dry.
Although I have some friends
Who do encourage me,
Their lives are all worked out -
It's hard for them to see...
My life like a desert
With constant shifting sand -
Oasis up ahead
But route is still unplanned.
Living in the present
Is what I'm trying to do
Hanging on to nothing,
But to right now be true.
Maybe this is learning
To get to know my self
But how long will it take
For me to know my wealth?
Sensing things are changing
When I don't have a clue
Where the path is leading -
Which way the wind just blew!
I'm really taking strain
Perhaps I'll try to pray
Nothing else is working
Right here I seem to stay.
Not sure which way to turn
Unhappy where I am -
Which bridges do I burn?
Everything that held me
Has strangely lost its grip
I'm totally alone -
And tears refuse to drip.
I need to haul my mind
From where it wants to go
Thoughts it has been thinking
Just make me feel so slow.
Why can't my life just work?
I'm so tired of worry,
Counting every penny
And of saying 'sorry'.
Knowing there's a bright side
Really doesn't matter -
It's just another thought
Like so many scatter.
Am I okay with this?
Does anybody care?
Am I just an object
Floating in mid-flare?
Some people notice me
As quietly I float by
I offer what I can
Until my well runs dry.
Although I have some friends
Who do encourage me,
Their lives are all worked out -
It's hard for them to see...
My life like a desert
With constant shifting sand -
Oasis up ahead
But route is still unplanned.
Living in the present
Is what I'm trying to do
Hanging on to nothing,
But to right now be true.
Maybe this is learning
To get to know my self
But how long will it take
For me to know my wealth?
Sensing things are changing
When I don't have a clue
Where the path is leading -
Which way the wind just blew!
I'm really taking strain
Perhaps I'll try to pray
Nothing else is working
Right here I seem to stay.
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