This poetry was inspired when I was questioning my self worth and my place in this world. Quite a few pieces of writing where written during this chapter of my life. Be interesting to hear from you in what you felt/ thought when reading this piece. Look forward to your comments.

 

Once here
Now, dead & gone
“What am I known for, this time round”?
I exist only as a memory now
A memory, that fades over time
“Who will remember me, when I am gone”?
 
No one knew me
Yet, people will say, they knew me, so well!
A laugh, how often people think “they are experts”
Yet, really
Know nothing at all!
 
“How well did you know the inside of me”?
For, if I was to ask...
“What is my favourite colour”?
Or, “what’s my favourite song”?
I listen for answers...none come
 
“What’s my favourite food to eat”?
Complete silence...I could hear a pin drop
Round...about...now!
“Do these questions fall upon deaf ears”?
For I ask...
 
“Who truly knew me”?
“What am I known for”?
“Who will remember me”?
When, I am dead & gone.
 


Submitted: January 05, 2013

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Spyguy

I don’t know the answers to these questions about you, yet, if given a chance to find out these & other questions I would ask & like to know! Even though a stranger, I DO feel your pain, & though you may not believe me, I DO also care about you, even though I don’t know your name... Since I truly believe that we are family!

Sat, March 17th, 2018 3:19pm

SLJONES

What a powerful poem great work loved it

Sun, June 20th, 2021 12:56am

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