Sunday

two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl


Two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,

year after a year.

Swimming in opposite directions,

year after year.

By night he worked, she slept.

By day she worked he slept.

Round and round, passing each other twice a day,
 year after year

Two people, two lives.

Two different lives, growing apart

*One lost soul, swimming in a fish bowl,

Round and round.
 Year after year.

6 comments:

rebecca said...

i see you attempted...i could not write anything using "two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl..." because i COULDN'T get Pink Floyd's song out of my head!!!! My all-time favorite and so the muses sat this one out...

i did, however, liked yours....bravo!

KBDGR8EST said...

I liked this one immensely!

Geraldine said...

Sad and even sadder...so often this is how two people end up living.

www.mypoeticpath.wordpress.com

Geraldine said...

Sad and even sadder...so often this is how two people end up living.

www.mypoeticpath.wordpress.com

Anonymous said...

Great work.

Restful Rain said...

simple words explained it with depth
beautiful