May 30, 2009
Many days go by.
More and more,gloomy,
Leaves on the tree hang motionless.
Air begins to cool as the sun fades.
The moon incandescent.
Children return from a day of playing.
Adults and i come out in the evening air.
Chirp, chirp of the crickets intensify with the sleeping sun.
Traces of the breeze of the sacred night run down my spine.
I then begin to realize the value of life.
I think about all the mistakes, achievements Ive made.
I wonder,if this life is worth living?
Is it meaningless?

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Inkspired said...
Dec. 10, 2009 at 2:57 pm
this is great! I totally relate to this, sometimes i feel like there's no point to life at all, and you've really put that into words in a great way! Love it!
KaylaMarie said...
Jun. 20, 2009 at 10:33 pm
i think the same way. check out my poem, "the fight against the world". by the way you have a great talent
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