Domicile (94)
Does it matter what I think?
Does it matter what I write?
Does it matter what I feel
In the middle of the night?
What I hope and what I fear,
What I imagine and what I see,
Even if it isn't clear,
Wicked or virtuous would it be,
Take their value straight from me
And maybe they all lose that value
Once they leave their domicile
Trying to reach out to you.
Let's see if I understood, what the voice says in the poem. I think it means that you feel that all the doubts, the questions, the uncertainties, the worries, the desires have value for you only, because, apparently, nobody is importing what is happening in the world, in your country. . because leaving the "domicile", they find the only exit and then they forget it.
You almost got it right ;)
I meant to say I am their domicile they might lose their value when they leave me
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So nice. even though it is dark and we can't see anything, but it matters what we think. lovely poem.
Thank you Aziz :)