It’s not easy to leave
A house randomly placed
Created by a heart
that moved on
Leaving the house in disgrace
Just so that she could manage it
Upon looking back
She separated the trees
Like shop window displays
All in a row
Once she realized
Everything was a lie
All became clear
It was then
She could manage it
By Maria Grujicic
I wrote the ideas for this poem when I was traveling in Europe, and my impressions came to me when I was in Paris. The most delightful experiences come spontaneously and a plan that disappointments is the result of the burden one must hold to realise the truth.
My friends and I had a plan to go to Paris together and dance at the park. I romanced about it, ignoring an important fact that it will be at the time of winter. But I didn’t care because I felt in my heart that it will all fall into place.
I will forget the cold, we will improvise, and the strength of friendship will help us pull together to experience the magic a once in a lifetime opportunity this brings.
Disappointments lurked in the air, insecurities, negative thoughts, though the impressions were there. Until we came to a place where we danced. And I have a deep love for the friendship I felt at that moment, because they were a part of the moments I dreamed to have.
Call me a dreamer, this is not new to me, without it I am not the person I am and I cannot write, and I cannot be in the world that I want to be in. A dreamer isn’t obsessed about results. A dreamer enjoys the process, may not get there, but is fulfilled by the moment of these sensations and can foresee what is to come. This is a poem about the reality of a dreamer and the possibilities that a dreamer creates.
PS I want to confirm that I was inspired to write this poem after my time in Europe but it is about a different topic personal to me.
Sometimes we need to step away from our immediate surroundings for all to become clear and find truth. This is true for myself. I hope you also find this in you.