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A Poem of Life

Poetry By: kanyewest25

A short poem about life.

Submitted:Mar 23, 2009    Reads: 174    Comments: 4    Likes: 3   


Life whispers words of which make no sense to me,

It punches me like a stone; its rough edges pierce me.

I watch it go by. Whizzing around and knocking me down.

It blows through my hair angrily, like the wind on a stormy night,

Life is a sixth sense, for it can sense death.

Life is a force which can pull me or push me,

I feel it dragging me along the floor.

Scars, they are appearing almost from nowhere,

I am in agony, clutching my arm.

Life is angry with me, I can tell.

Life seems to be taking a break, I am relaxing now,

It has floated off in the wind.

Where it is now, I don't know,

But at least I feel safe, away from pain.

Life owns me though, my feelings and thoughts.

Life has been gone for some time now,

It seems to have gone.

But one thing is,

Where is it?

Life has dissapeared leaving me on my own.

I can sence safeguards and barriersaround me,

There is nothing I see or feel though.

But one thing is,

Where am I?

I don't feel the same, I feel lonely.

I see a vision, a vision in my mind,

I can see 'Nothing' giving me a message,

"You are no longer in life." it says to me.

I try to reply, but I have no mouth,

Suddenly I feel a lot less lonely and scared.

Now I do realize where I actually am,

This is unlike anything on Earth.

It is warmyet there isno heating,

It is comfertingyet there areno beds.

Can you guess where I am? I can.


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