Hi i'm a 23 year old young man who started fooling around with poetry when i young. Giving my free tyme i improved my skills in drawing, and writing peoms. One of my poems was published by me winning a selected spot from an internet poem contest. In looking for that website i stumbled on this one and after reading a little bit i decided what the heck, this might be a good experience and might even provide some much needed feedback, seeing as i have no training or teaching at all.
Well I got my life together when i left school and now i'm a Helicopter Mechanic who's working on a bachelor degree in professional aeronautics, while studing to take my afaast test to become a helicopter pilot as well.
The book of counted sorrows
Is there some meaning to this life.
What purpose lies behind the strife.
Whence do we come, where are we bound.
These cold questions echo and resound.
Thru each lonely day and each lonely night.
We long to find the splendid light.
That will cast a revelatory beam.
Upon the meaning of the Human Dream.
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