Chapter 1 - Am I He?
Submitted September 2, 2004 Updated September 2, 2004 Status Incomplete | This poem, a favorite of mine, came about while i was walking my dog... The words came out by each bounce to my step, and i find this poem to be unique from all my others.
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Chapter 1 - Am I He?
Chapter 1 - Am I He?
Am I he who walksalone, through battered grounds and heavy gloom?
Am I he, whom thevoice calls for security and care, yet is in a world of solitude?
Am I he who sees theworld as a haze of mass confusion? Am I he who stands as one, separated fromthe rest?
Who believes theworld an obstacle, untamed, unbalanced.
Am I he who battlesmental pain, which others can't endure?
Am I he who claimshis future, but eyes it half-heartedly?
Am I he whose life ispatterned, a synchronized continuation
Am I he in which thedust swirls wildly about, blinding me from sense
Am I he whose life isa ritual, done without thinking, confused and unkempt?
Or am I he whose,intelligence soars, only to improve, to not stand-alone.
I am he who standswith the others, who walk through battered grounds and heavy gloom.
Am I he, whom thevoice calls for security and care, yet is in a world of solitude?
Am I he who sees theworld as a haze of mass confusion? Am I he who stands as one, separated fromthe rest?
Who believes theworld an obstacle, untamed, unbalanced.
Am I he who battlesmental pain, which others can't endure?
Am I he who claimshis future, but eyes it half-heartedly?
Am I he whose life ispatterned, a synchronized continuation
Am I he in which thedust swirls wildly about, blinding me from sense
Am I he whose life isa ritual, done without thinking, confused and unkempt?
Or am I he whose,intelligence soars, only to improve, to not stand-alone.
I am he who standswith the others, who walk through battered grounds and heavy gloom.
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PootPoot on September 5, 2004, 11:36:34 AM
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I remember reading this before. I forget if it was at Poetry.com, or if you showed me...But it's deep...And yet not so deep. Both at the same time, if that makes any sense. It's a wonderfully touching poem, that shows your uncertainty, and your confidemce at once...ANd shows only a small portion of your writing ability. I can't wait to see the rest of your storeis...And sorry, if this comment makes no sense at all =P