To Live

[blueangel]

The sunset glimmers with a shadow or two

Sinking down

As I wander around

in my mind

I ask myself

and the world,

What do I do with this time?

 

The grass blades are elongated together

Each one bringing up a force of its own

How I feel like resting in this forest

In it, find my home

I stretch my fingers out with my arms

Pretend for a while I can fly

Before I can count the seconds

It spreads- the night sky

 

Whom do I pray to?

What forces do I seek?

I have to say that I've meddled

In almost everything

 

Sometimes I speak from it, from within

But my exploring words come slow

Imagining all the possibilities

In a world that continues to forego

The spiritual nature of which its inclined

To be spitually activated is something we can't find

 

Lessons to learn and boundaries to overcome

There's so much from I've wanted to run

Perhaps I can create things from these spaces...

Of dark

Turn them to light as I tear

the years apart

[Ms. Babydoll]

That's is very interesting, I could read it over and over and never get bored, well done!

[blueangel]

Another girl told me that it was childish- rhyming comes off as a shallow way of illustrating things.. too light hearted for deep subjects. She really didn't like my poem. I don't whether or not I agree. Becoming better is something though that is difficult. I am moving there slowly.