I Do Not Want To Be...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

I sometimes feel whatever I do is never good enough.

I do not want to be the rose in the valley of ashes; I will eventually wither and die.
I do not want to be the hero; I never want to let you down.
I do not want to be a blue sky; the darkness will come and soon devour me.
I do not want to be a saint, lust and greed will overtake me at a point.
I do not want to be a smile, soon I would become fake.
I do not want to be an island, sitting all alone in the middle of the sea.
I do not want to be trust, I would be easily broken.
I do not want to be life; we all die sooner or later.
I do not want to be laughter; I would drift away like a leaf caught in a breeze.


Submitted: December 01, 2009

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Graeme Montrose

Very well done, an interesting poem filled with words to reflect upon, great work!

Tue, December 1st, 2009 1:32pm

Graeme Montrose

Great work, words to reflect upon, meaningful poem to make one stop and think1

Tue, December 1st, 2009 1:33pm

PeaceLoveLingleton

you write so powerfully. almost everything you write makes me want to stop and think... which is good. you catch the readers attention and draw them into the piece that you wrote, and it feels like they are there.

this poem is really good... ive never tried poetry, but im positive that if i tried, it wouldnt compare...

Sun, December 6th, 2009 6:48am

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To be honest i am not a big poetry writer.

Sat, December 5th, 2009 10:51pm

Lwazi Molepo

This is great. The way you take the things that we would normally identify as good and beautiful, and show their faults is powerful. Feels like you're highlighting the imperfections there are around you most appreciated as beautiful, showing not only their flaws, but also your own.

Sun, December 6th, 2009 3:50pm

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