Author's note: Yea...I really don't like this poem very much. I mean I only worked on it for like ten minutes and then was like "Hey! I know, let's post this up on blogger!" :D This is also kind of weird because to me it seems like this poem has no feeling whatsoever. Usually my poems have like some emotion I want the reader to feel, although it may not be noticeable at times, but this one seems like it's just there. There's nothing. Nada. Zip. Lol I'm just rambling now, but I think you guys get what I'm saying. Besides, I don't think anyone is even going to read this little...okay maybe not so little paragraph at the beginning. Most people would just head straight for the poem. To be honest, I would too. I'd probably think, 'Oh Lord some ramblings from a crazy person >.>' Okay. I'm gonna stop now. Here's the poem. Sorry it took so long.
A Life To Live
Today I sleep
Tomorrow I wake
Another day passes me by
The routine of life
We laugh, we cry
We smile, we frown
We hurt, we comfort
We live, we die
We're all the same
Inside we fear
But inside we love as well
It's a circle we live
A circle we complete
But a circle we finish not
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It's a circle we live
ReplyDeleteA circle that has turned square
O life where art thou? I have searched for you in my daily routine, in the hussle and bussle of the cities, the rugged mountain terrain, songs and poetry. I am here awaiting you life... let you reveal yourself like a dagger hidden in the cushions of a back seat. In the sorrow of a report card full of A's. O life, I have perfected myself in innumerous ways. I am trim, clean, a flawless ruby. Still I await you life...
O life where art thou??
I think it is a good poem to be written in only ten minutes. You are a poet!
ReplyDeletePshh, what do you mean you don't like it?? Crazy woman!! You're a great writer, you need more confidence in that! =)
ReplyDelete"We live, we die
ReplyDeleteWe're all the same"
This really spoke to me. I've had alot of things happen in my life that reference to this.
I applaud at the great writing.