When I am tired,
I take some rest,
When I am scared,
I cry for help,
When I am angry,
I shout aloud,
When I am hungry,
I think about,
For something to eat,
When I am dead,
I am,
Am ,
Mm,
M,
m…
…
I am no more…
I am no one,
then who is dead?
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A lot of "I Am" in this write. Seems like a tongue- in-cheek cry to God, or to a belief that is dead. Or maybe I read too deeply. Later, AG
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Excellent!
"I am not more..
I am no one,
then who is dead?"
Ah, that is the question , are we mere meat and bones, or spririts with love , joy and creativity , only temporarily cought by gravity?
Thought provoking free verse!
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nice thoughts
nice end , when i am dead i'm no one then who is dead..
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I saw your name on old poetry reading the haiku of Basho so thought I would investigate who you are since I liked your comments...now I like your poetry also..
This is a most thought provoking poem...Good job. I enjoyed reading it ;F
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Great World
Qazi Sahib, I don't really understand poetry. but i like the your poetry becouse its so simple to understand. Really Great -
Interesting thought...almost as though one is looking at one's life from the outside...yet...the title suggests something else entirely...almost a cry of 'NO MORE!' rather than the academic soft spoken way you've written it here...Peace to you, my dear friend, Rhonda
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hi...how u doin?? nice write. when we are dead, we are no more, probably just remembered...
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