Always traveling through time
He is never in his body
His mind escapes it’s shell
Often to go in past or in future
His efficient shell does everything
Needed to be done at present, abstracted
While he spends his time away somewhere
Reliving, Regretting, Dreaming or worrying
But never living and life passes him by
He has been traveling for so long that
He doesn’t know how to stop anymore
He disappears from his body
Even when he wants to stay
Even when he wants to be present
At some special occasion of his life
He disappears from his shell
Only to come back in future
But he has missed the moment
Always too lost to be happy
He has missed that present where
Life was happening
He traded living in the moment for
Traveling in time and now, what looked like
A special ability resembles a curse closely
And he can’t find a way to stop
To live, live where life is happening
-N
Photographer Unknown
Poetry Copyright 2016, Opinionated Head
October 12, 2016 at 5:53 pm
Mysterious talent …Beautiful poem!
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October 14, 2016 at 3:25 am
Thank you so much. Your kind words keep me motivated.
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