LIMITATIONS

The time I have
is not the same
as the time you have.

 

We wear our hours
differently.

 

The thoughts  I have
are not the thoughts
you entertain
though they may be
similar.

 

My hopes and concerns
are my own
and even if I share them
it is I who wears them.

 

Though  you may be
privy to my secrets
you are not the owner
even if you’re very good
at  empathy.

 

Love may help you
understand
but only to a point.

 

There are certain places
you cannot enter
even if  you’re summoned.

 

Though poetry invites you
to listen to a poet’s heart
that, too, has its limitations
even if you gather innuendoes well.

 

You may open a door and enter
but you  won’t be allowed
to visit  every room.

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