Sitting here.

Sitting here.

If I stop and take a break… yes take a breath.
Will you sit by me and try to understand the world?
Out of everything we did it all on our own.
We didn’t needed anything… at the least anybody.

If I sit here… oh yes just sit here to puzzle our world.
Would you sit by me… yes share one moment?
If we sit here could we forget the world?
Emancipace all we ever shared and still sit here?

We don’t understand Us… yet quite we feel the same.
We try to express how we feel still we fail to understand.
The three little words is said so often, hollowed out and worthless.
Still they are the most powerful we can express but they are never enough.

If we sit here… oh yes just sit here and exchange opinions.
Could we then forget what they told us… forget the world?
Before time get to old… would you show me a place abounds with life?
If you just sit here by my side…please let me know your wonder.

Let us stop the waste of time… to much lost never return.
I need your grace and magic… so could you bring me back there?
I just sit here… try to remind me how to find my own.
If you sat by me… yes just stayed and removed all my doubts, I would live.

All that I am and became lies buried in your impenetrable eyes.
Now I just sit here bewildered by what I once was.
Will you be sitting here… yes just sit here and tell me once again about us?
I don’t know where to sit… confused about how as well… where can we sit?

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About jachso

Hey Destiny Poets. I live in Denmark about 90 km from Copenhagen and works in Roskilde as a teacher and mentor. I'm probably not like most men of my age and yes I am aged 50 years old. I've tried a lot of jobs without finding what I'm passionate about. Writing, I have always loved and I was probably just 14 years old when I produced my first poem. I have not yet been released some of my poems, but I hope it happens one day. I just finished a novel which I would like to have published, now the time and talent show whether I have the ability to write. Poetry has a special meaning for me and this is where I really feel at home. My life has sometimes been marked by many losses. In the mid eighties, I lost my fiance at the time when the accident happened was pregnant. She lost control of the car and drove herself and her child, who was on his way thereby, to death. It has really made its mark on my life and way of thinking. In the late nineties, I had problems with my back and had to seek other avenues to support myself. I finally decided to enroll at university and was admitted to the humanist line. I read philosophy, science, psychology, journalism and history, but philosophy and psychology is my major interest. I thrive today in the RUC aka Roskilde University just 25 km from Copenhagen. My job is to guide and teach, and it is a job with speed and that gives me a lot again. I have two collections of poems ready to be released, if I can find a publisher who will publish them. I have no children, it would obviously be my lot in life although I have tried, but luck never smiled at me that way. If you have any questions for me so I hope you just ask away all you want, I'll respond as soon as I have read the questions. With kindest regards from Jan Sorensen

2 thoughts on “Sitting here.

  1. Amita Paul

    A touching poem where the poet reflects on the inexpressible nature of love and the entire trajectory of a bewildering relationship and tentatively seeks the company of the beloved in the effort to jointly make sense of the experience .

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