Where's my Utopia?

July 25, 2010
By Zaniarah SILVER, Smyrna, Georgia
Zaniarah SILVER, Smyrna, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
There are so many I'm not sure. I have to think about that.


I sit down and stare,
Through that glass window,
Glaring out into the unknown,
And what I find astonishes me,
My Utopia... my hope is gone.

My heart pounds heavily at the thought,
How could this be true,
The only hope I have to a perfect life,
Could it have dissapeared,
Never to come again?

My eyes seem to water,
i finally find out reality,
Where's my Utopia,
Nowhere... no place,
It's like it will never come again.

But there can still be hope,
Although Utopia is no longer on my earth,
It is somewhere in the heavens,
In my heart,
And it will never leave me.


The author's comments:
I wrote this a year ago. I wrote it when I was feeling kind of sad.

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on Aug. 15 2010 at 6:30 am
Zaniarah SILVER, Smyrna, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
There are so many I'm not sure. I have to think about that.

Thank you so much for your comment. I'll try to do even better in my other works.

on Aug. 14 2010 at 3:37 pm
Thesilentraven PLATINUM, Mableton, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
"il piu nell' uno," (according to Emerson, an Italian expression for beauty)

"Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality" ~Emily Dickinson

"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain"
~Kahlil Gibran

I found the first part of this poem to be disheartening but am glad that it ended on an uplifting note. The feeling is familiar, to some extent. The last few lines are very wise, and thanks for writing this inspiring poem.


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