Poetic License: July 2001 Online Poetry Journal

Ay, Buhay
by Anjel Cruz

Love Where Are You
by Braddock Green

Confusion
by Cynthia

Elegy of Deep Thoughts
by Helen Trung

Your Definition
anonymous

Tears I cried for too long
to hold on too...
by Syreeta Robinson

Sand
by Albert Chen

submit a poem
for next month's edition

go to current edition

june 2001
may 2001

Confusion
by Cynthia

Sometimes I confuse:
What I need, what I want, what I deserve,
and what is available to me.
What I should have, or shouldn't have,
What is missing.

Sometimes I confuse:
Who I am, what I will be, what I should be,
but if we change every day then who am I to be me?

Sometimes I confuse:
Who you are, should I listen, should I understand?
Who is right if right is a matter that should or can be taken into
consideration?

Sometimes I think:
I deserve to understand that when I listen
to myself in the confidence to be free you
will matter more to me than I could
bring upon myself confusion.