While struggling through this life,
We have no one who accompany us,
We are born alone and die alone;
How sorrowful the path of humans.
We unlike other animals are conscious
With just enough intelligence to question why.
I look into the mirror and see middle age,
Creeping in to ravage my skin.
My past regrets sneak into my conscious thoughts,
And I cringe with that knowledge.
My body does not look itself,
It reminds me of what I used to be.
Hot eyes blink back rage and disappointment.
I may not live to be old,
yet I feel that I am already.
I think of loves lost and battles won.
I realize how small I am.
That people come into our lives,
Only to leave someday,
And that in time everything fades,
including me.
This is the first thing that I've read of yours. There's not much clever turn of phrase or go get your dictionary vocabulary, and that's perfect for the subject matter. It's true how small we are, inherently, but, to me that's like a "base line" and whether we rise above it or sink below is entirely up to us.
When I read this I said to myself, "she's not being cynical, she's being realistic; she's looking right through one of those little windows that open from time to time that let us see the universe for what it is."
But, man, so that's the reality, what now? I'd have liked you to give me a "what now?" Solution. I say I'd have liked it, but I know that when one is feeling the sorts of things that inspire (good) poems like this one, what now is often the last thing on your mind.
Just come home after a hard days work and reading this makes me think of my existence......maybe this is not a cynical as you might think. There's a lot of validity to what you say.....or maybe I'm joining you as a cynic as well!
Aww, this really touched me so much hun. Very sad :( But I truly think that ur gorgeous tho ;) Mmhmm, yes, ur very pretty. Dont let anyone else tell u different :) This moved me a lot. A very emotionally-brilliant write.
Wow!! this is a very powerful poem!! you truly have a gift! please keep on writing, i love your work, its full of so much emotion. I have always believed that our emotions give us the best writing material!
Laceyjane
This poem starts off well.. i enjoy the 1st stanza a lot, for it is how i feel so i can relate to your words. i Can't comprehend the 2nd stanz for i have't been there but i enjoy the wording that you use in it. Overall i enjoyed the poem. It has a pessimistic view but a realistic one at the same time. Well done
This is a great piece for anyone who has sat down and thought about their life. Many of these lines have rolled around in my mind in these past few years, and I've only been wandering around this rock for 27 years all together. Excellant piece and a worthy feature!
The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, serenely, divinely aware...
And this is why I write: AWARENESS... It is not in the moment that I tasted the delicacies of life .. more..