This is my first attempt at poetry so constructive criticism is encouraged! If you have insight for how I can improve this please share. Otherwise, feel free to comment what you liked.
Our Pond
I wanted to spend an eternity by the pond
Basking in your presence, lulled by your smile
But the pond wasn’t a lake and an eternity was only a moment
All you wanted was what you were told to want
Face and presence, power and respect
But in my presence you relaxed
I saw a side of you beside the pond
That others do not see, cannot see
Because they do not fish our pond
Relaxation is not good they tell us
One must have an edge to survive
But what happened to the gallantry of grace
A soft touch, a kind word, and a sincere smile
Your nature has been betrayed by the vice of society
And with it your appreciation of the relaxation nature can provide
Just like the rest you fall into a pool of unrecognition
So that you mirror what is reflected on the surface
But the world does not see you
Because they do not fish our pond
I see you, but you do not look back
You are ever reaching out, trying to pull others in
Hoping they will give you that which you lack
Hoping they will mirror the life you reflect
But you are left wanting, left empty
Because they do not fish our pond
And I am left wanting you
Loathing myself for understanding your nature
While you loathe the prison in which you are trapped
You are cursed to play on a stage that so many others have walked
But you know not your folley because you are an actor
The stage is all you know, the performance must go on
But your heart yearns for our pond
To swim among the lilies and gaze into the dark waters
However paradox leaves us in inexplicable entanglement
Knowing the other has that which we seek
Yet we are unable to grasp it
You are always just out of reach
And I make no move forward
Foolishly I trust that you will one day abandon the reflections of the water
To join me on the shore
And you sustain that I will surely dive in after you
So that your play does not go unappreciated
So we both reflect the glassy surface that hides our inner desires
But instead we persist in utter loneliness in the company of one another
Because they do not fish our pond