I dragged my feet from one day to the next,
hardly taking the time to notice the beauty that life holds.
All I saw was my suffering, and the people I loved suffering,
my family was the only reasons I got up in the morning,
otherwise I would have gladly layed down and died.
But one day I saw a light with a hand,
and I grabbed it.
He pulled me up and healed me.
I see the way the sun hits the dead grass in the morning,
I see the way the the rain clouds shift,
and the way the raindrops fall onto the street,
blurring the lights from the houses.
I see the every light to the darkness.
I can't believe how much time I have wasted,
now I try to drink up every moment I have.
Because life is short,
it could be gone in a few minutes.
I'm living life the way it was meant to be lived.
Author notes
my poem sucks
I'm sorry
A contest entry
- Wasted time? by Talitha777.
1000 points, ended December 21, 2008, 26 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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I think this is a winner. Excellent poem my dear. I am sure it will do very well in this contest.
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NO you poem does not suck, far from it, in everything you said seem to come more from the heart then it did robotic-ly from the mind... there is much feeling in what you said and many would see into it and look back towards them self, their past time spent and their present time to still live.... I liked all that you wrote.... great work.....
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