I lead a child by the finger
And the on others
I make love to a queen
And in the end
What leaves me is but a dream
A wish so it seems
How can I not care
Or not at all
I list a worth
And end with nothing
I step up to look down
But see no edge
Its simple to say
My lines are drawn even
The colours do not mix
Days are clear
Words easy
Yet I say
So what do I say
See me stand
About me is all
Existence is small
My queen is calling
My child tugs at my finger
I have lost out
Yet.. so I say
See me stand
For there
At the edge
No depth is seen
So simple in words
The meaning is stranger
The portrait in complete
All to see
Appreciate me
I have not finished yet
But done sometimes it seems
Asadullah Khan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/some-times-i-feel-a-clich/
