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Who am I

Who am I
What am I here for
I wonder things like this
I look at the sky
I then look at my hands
My skin reflects a lie
I look healthy and pretty
But my life isn't
I always wondered
Who am I
What am I here for
I work hard for little pay
I do all this stuff though the day
I'm ill and in pain
Yet I can't show it
Who am I
What am I here for
I can't be put here to do your work
I can't be here for this pain
Tell me as you ride away
Tell me as you have joy
Who am I
I'm not a toy
I'm not you
I know what I'm not
I want to know who I am

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I hope you enjoy.
Written August 23rd, 2003

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  • maa gold member
    June 10, 2006
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    dearest lady of fate,
    I really appreciate this very profound poem written by a sincere searcher of truth. your soul's inquiry about who you are show a deep longing for more than just futile experiences in this very quickly passing moment we call "our life". most of the people stuck in their ordinary habits, don't even ask themselves any questions about who they are. in general, only deep insatisfaction about our life-situation and suffering guide us towards self-inquiry. realizing who we are not, will lead us to realize who we are.
    so, all is fine.
    isn't it ?
    you did a wonderful job on this poem, dear, speaking from authentic inner experience, and not just juggling with second hand concepts. for this already, I shall express you my sincere appreciation. thank you for having shared such a wonderful write with us.
    good luck in the contest, my friend.

  • maa gold member
    June 9, 2006
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    dear lady of fate,
    thank you so much for having responded so quickly to my challenge ... and for entering your beautiful poem. I shall comment more profoundly at a later moment. as for now, I would just like to tell you that I enjoy your poem ...

    marion

  • SternBlinkin
    August 24, 2003
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    OMG!!! another great poem. I know the feeling of not kowing yourself. Its soo confusing, and then you go threw different trends, mood swings, or do things that tick others off. I love how you pour your emotions into your work.
    Love


  • memnoch
    August 24, 2003
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    Wow! excellent writing! this baby is going into my favourates, i really mean it. u expressed something most people just ignore on a daily basis. i loved it, hope u write more from this prespective.


  • August 24, 2003
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    This would look better if it weren't centered. The lines are short enough that it would look smoother if aligned to the right. Merely suggesting though.

    When you stare
    At the reflection
    Wading past
    The pools of deprecation
    You'll find a spark
    Close to your heart
    That my lady, is joy

    Orpheus

  • Fearless
    August 23, 2003
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    aint that part of life though, tryin to figure out why we here, if we had the answers their wouldnt be the need for questions, and without questions, there would be no point in livin


  • August 23, 2003
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    'I know what I'm not ' -- this is one of those few things that one can be sure about 99.99% of the time. Interesting write.


  • Aerestheth
    August 23, 2003
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    This makes so much sense to me, especially the ending. It's so much easier to know who you're not than to know who you are. And sometimes who you are is very confusing. I know I don't make any sense to me. But writing helps, I hope it helps you too.

    Bragi PV

  • ukc
    August 23, 2003
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    great write keep em coming u expressed urself well


  • August 23, 2003
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    I like the ideas of searching for ones self and a decieving facade.


  • August 23, 2003
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    I did enjoy reading this, It's a very nice poem , and I have caught myself asking some of those questions, who am I, why am I here.. etc etc. I really loved reading this.
    -Carina-

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