A loner with his scooter
A loner with his scooter,
Sits down on a bench.
In the distance,
Snowy mountains.
On his face, cold wind.
On his mind, nothing,
Everything.
...
"Are you ok ?", the scooter asks.
"Yes, no", the loner replies.
"What's wrong ?"
"Everything"
"What is right ?"
"Everything"
...
A loner with his scooter,
His trusty little
Vehicle shining
From the light of the
Setting red sun,
Ocean blue.
Posted Aug 21, 2022, 1:58 PM UTC
I love poems that adress solitude or uncertainty. To me, these two states of mind are the most beautiful things a person can experience. Also I enjoyed how you portrayed nature. To me it seems like an almighty force that preaches on those two states of mind mentioned in the beginning.
Thank you so much :)) I like the way you interpret it