I remember writing this one as a personal challenge, after I read a poem from a college senior who had covered the life of a drop of water. While mine is a lot more depressing in hindsight, nevertheless, here it goes:
Sometimes,I feel like I am the winduntamed by anyone around meunfazed by happenings around meunnoticed by everyone around me.Sometimes,I feel like I am the rainthat washes away everything with my tearsthat only a few clouds befriendwhose rage everyone fears.SometimesI feel like I am the riverwhose raging waters never ceasewhose flood births tyrannieswhose soul rests in the seas.SometimesI feel like I am the seawith water so salty none can drinkonly brine visible, no sign of brinkinside of which all things sinkSometimesI feel like I am the Earththat carries all the weight of the worldthat burns inside in its own hearthand no one understands whose wordsBut then I was remembered.Life isn't about the negatives aloneI may have my griefs, but some happy moments I do own.So Yes.I am the wind that sets everything in motionI am the rain that brings joy and fresh notionsI am the river that helps life big and smallI am the sea which is deepI am the earth that sustains one and all.
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