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Array ( [sid] => 83902 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Mo|oE [time] => 2005-02-10 23:15:53 [hometext] => This was an assignment for a creative writing class...very personal...why am i posting this?*shrugs* [bodytext] => Me?
What is me?
Who is me?
This is me
Me is...
Something hard to define
It has no form
Me is random
I am me
More specifically...

I am wonderful
Wait, let me rephrase
I feel I am myself
and that is wonderful
to me at least

I am the gleeful giggle
floating from a child's lips
carried by the warm breeze
of that summer day
but the days of winter
show me
a single unique individual
drifting coldly
slowly
joining with the others
blending in the glistening tapestry of ice

Blue is quite the favorite of mine
Yet outside I wear crimson
and still there is no facade

Sports are all a joy to me
Though I know little of any
To play them is for fun
and that is the winning
of the competition
enjoy

Children
such a love of mine
wish to hold as my own
Raising to the sky
such effort
unconditional
compassion

True love
by faith in reality
no care of hardships
for every bit of good
is worth far much more

Trust fades in and out
never leaving
all see vulnerable
but trust is necessary

honest and open
lies frequent
only to lead to truth

sharing
all too much
far more than needed
but so much to tell
requires a lid
reinforced by duct tape
to keep
inside
and such would cause
to burst me

moving fast
after being so slow
marriage and rent
cars, college, graduation
travel, love, and life
decisions of monstrous proportions
end on this paper here
but in life
never
This is me
cool
calm and collected
do not bottle me up
I will not stay
the explosion
will be messy
moreso
than my spilling
of too many words [comments] => 2 [counter] => 208 [topic] => 43 [informant] => desireemiote [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
Mo|oE

Contributed by desireemiote on Thursday, 10th February 2005 @ 11:15:53 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



Me?
What is me?
Who is me?
This is me
Me is...
Something hard to define
It has no form
Me is random
I am me
More specifically...

I am wonderful
Wait, let me rephrase
I feel I am myself
and that is wonderful
to me at least

I am the gleeful giggle
floating from a child's lips
carried by the warm breeze
of that summer day
but the days of winter
show me
a single unique individual
drifting coldly
slowly
joining with the others
blending in the glistening tapestry of ice

Blue is quite the favorite of mine
Yet outside I wear crimson
and still there is no facade

Sports are all a joy to me
Though I know little of any
To play them is for fun
and that is the winning
of the competition
enjoy

Children
such a love of mine
wish to hold as my own
Raising to the sky
such effort
unconditional
compassion

True love
by faith in reality
no care of hardships
for every bit of good
is worth far much more

Trust fades in and out
never leaving
all see vulnerable
but trust is necessary

honest and open
lies frequent
only to lead to truth

sharing
all too much
far more than needed
but so much to tell
requires a lid
reinforced by duct tape
to keep
inside
and such would cause
to burst me

moving fast
after being so slow
marriage and rent
cars, college, graduation
travel, love, and life
decisions of monstrous proportions
end on this paper here
but in life
never
This is me
cool
calm and collected
do not bottle me up
I will not stay
the explosion
will be messy
moreso
than my spilling
of too many words




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Re: Mo|oE (User Rating: 1 )
by _smelly_oranges_ on Thursday, 10th February 2005 @ 11:30:13 PM AEST
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wow this is nicely written
i like the whole meaning

orange (LoL)


Re: Mo|oE (User Rating: 1 )
by rapnificent on Monday, 15th May 2006 @ 02:09:45 PM AEST
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This poem drew me in. Enjoyed it.




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