No one knows me.
I wade alone in a sea of flesh
They look right through me
Invisible to the eye
Transparent to the brain
Afloat in the pool of life
No one to refrain me from drowning
Drifting from reality
Grappling for a peace of mind
I subsist, but to no avail
I think, but to no end
I listen, to understand
I say, but am not heard
No one knows me
Who am I, to them?
Do you remember me?
A contest entry
- Stalk Talk - PIF Closes tomorrow morning by CarolDesjarlais.
600 points, ended September 14, 2007, 5 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Oh what an off-the-edge writing about the cornstalks and life...nciely done. I do. I do remember laughing silks in summer's sweet breeze.
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cool write...definatly memorable
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