17 Years Too Late

April 3, 2018
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You’re 17 years too late!
To ask questions about my inner life.
You’re 17 years too late!
To concern yourself with my feelings.
17 years too late!
To fathom why I’ve grown isolated and distant.
17 years too late!
To mend my childhood
To its former glory.
You’re too slow, old man!
To hold my hand
When I appeared alone.
Too absent.
When I yearned for a protector the most
Ain’t it too late to ask me “What’s wrong?”, old man?


I wish many years before

The child in you

Was wrapped in the arms of an angel
Held tight by love’s embrace
But, I see now,
We both were 17 years too late.


Must we only see eye-to-eye
When crossing the bridge
To the other side?

The older my mind becomes,
The more I laugh,
The more I don’t mind sharing a drink
with an old man like you.
Let’s drown our sorrows with a cup of Sake!
By the clear, mirror-like harbor.

I see the brown in your eyes grow dull
in vitality.
Don’t be alarmed!
You’ve grown a gray strand of hair.

I watched you fade.
Leaving behind a trail of a thousand butterflies.
It’s catching up to you.
These tears of salt fall too slow.
Drying on my face too quickly.
Time is running short on us.
Ain’t it, Dad?

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WolfWhisperer0911This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
yesterday at 7:44 pm
@karisuna Great poem, I love the tension and conflict!
karisuna replied...
today at 5:29 pm
Thank you!
AinsleyTurnedAlex said...
Apr. 24 at 11:18 am
This is really excellent, you have a lot of talent!
karisuna replied...
Apr. 24 at 7:48 pm
Thanks again! :)
ChOiCe said...
Apr. 24 at 8:17 am
It is a wonderful piece, though I think you should write of something in your own perspective to give a more personal touch.
karisuna replied...
Apr. 24 at 9:49 am
Thank you. The first stanza is in my perspective, this poem as a whole is very personal.
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