All that I am is all that you give me,
Placed in a home I've never belonged to,
Growth stunted spirit in a world strange,
Can't fight the yearning for the freedom,
A dreamer, a lover, a fighter, a survivor,
Can't fight the urge the urge for freedom,
Situation takes place for unknown temper,
Anger mysterious and moods adolescent,
Can't fight the urge, hate misplacement,
Trembling hands turn world into strength,
Loneliness cast but felt in downward breath,
Can't fight the urge to live to live so free,
To a place were I belong a place of love,
A place for the new me that shines so bright,
But 'home' blisters spirit and alters growth,
All that I am is all that I make of myself,
Spirit can't be crushed or abused no more,
Still can't fight the urge to fly just fly,
Want to simply let go just let go of it all,
To breath to feel to love to give all of me,
All that I am is everything I make of myself,
Still can't fight the urge to set my spirit free.
A contest entry
- Random Thoughts by Random Thoughts.
1000 points, ended September 23, 2007, 30 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Such a personal tale of frustration and struggling to find yourself or rather free yourself from the restraints you have been laden with, A great write, well done,
Thanks for your wonderful entry and best of luck in this contest,
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Very profound! A much needed message that has touched my heart. Sometimes I get so bogged down by feeling caged, trapped in my life, unable to give or receive love. I forget that I am the only one that can change, find acceptance and fight for the things I need. This is an incredible poem. Thank you for entering.
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Wow this is wonderful, you did a great job on this piece sis. The idea is beautiful just like the writer. Well done, oh well said.


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Thanks sis, you're so sweet
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"All that I am is all that you give me,
Placed in a home I've never belonged to,
Growth stunted spirit in a world strange,
Can't fight the yearning for the freedom,
A dreamer, a lover, a fighter, a survivor"
When I read this verse I pictured a lioness in a cage at a zoo. "In a home [she] never belonged to ... in a world strange." Spirit confined, yearning for freedom. People often feel that way too. Out of place, spirits bound, yearning to live their dreams. And in the end, it is what we make of our own lives, regardless of our circumstances. "All that I am is everything I make of myself." For in us, we have the power to change, adapt, grow, reach, dream, ...
A multi-layered poem here ... very well done!
Thank you for sharing this one. Good luck in the contest. ....JustBreathe


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You read this piece for what it is, thankyou so much
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How many of us feel this and live this
Wow you hit a many souls with this write. Many will not come out and say so but deep inside there are many with a tear hiden out there wishing this was easier to do than staying where they are. So much red tape, so much to give up, and so many turn their heads. The shame you now have to cary either way.
where in the world is the understanding hearts that we need at this time. Dumb if you do and dumb if you don't. what is a soop soul to do....
very good serious write may it not be from you broken heart ...mac

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Thankyou so much for your comment and understanding
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