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Death and life are delicate, both should be handled with care
But it takes death to realize just how delicate life is,
It takes death to show us how much we take for granted.
I never wished for more than what I have now,
To wish would be in vain for such delicacies such as life can not be stood up
Sweet things such as shooting stars
Myths that you wish upon
I sleep in bed, my eyes closed and wish for understanding
For people to do as such
Understand
For people to shut up, take a look around and see
Open their damn eyes and see
See the world for what it is
There are good people and there are bad
But all we hear about are the bad
We hear about them in the news,
In the clicks
In the small crevices of a good lie or deception
We hear about the deaths, but only if they are huge
Of some "importance"
Please, no death is important until it hits home,
If you've never had to experience a death, then be glad
I have seen a dying man slowly suffer,
I have seen death in the face of a loved one as he slumbers peacefully
I have been there, done that
But still people don't understand
Bad things happen, they happen everywhere
Always,
Awareness is never spread though until death reaches
Don't tell me about your hungry stomach
Don't tell me about your stinging paper cut
There are people everywhere who live with it every day
They survive with it and they rarely complain
I do wish
With all of my heart
That people would understand,
Give up their petty material things
And just stop to think
I wish people could get this through their heads
I wish they'd understand
These thoughts haunt my dreams
They consume my nightmares
They latch on to my mind when I'm brought back to reality
I sleep awake every day when I believe I'm safe
With my computer, my music payer, and my TV
I am a culprit of such a life
A life of material things
I wish I could understand
I wish I could give up my life of luxury for another
And I could
I just don't understand.
But it takes death to realize just how delicate life is,
It takes death to show us how much we take for granted.
I never wished for more than what I have now,
To wish would be in vain for such delicacies such as life can not be stood up
Sweet things such as shooting stars
Myths that you wish upon
I sleep in bed, my eyes closed and wish for understanding
For people to do as such
Understand
For people to shut up, take a look around and see
Open their damn eyes and see
See the world for what it is
There are good people and there are bad
But all we hear about are the bad
We hear about them in the news,
In the clicks
In the small crevices of a good lie or deception
We hear about the deaths, but only if they are huge
Of some "importance"
Please, no death is important until it hits home,
If you've never had to experience a death, then be glad
I have seen a dying man slowly suffer,
I have seen death in the face of a loved one as he slumbers peacefully
I have been there, done that
But still people don't understand
Bad things happen, they happen everywhere
Always,
Awareness is never spread though until death reaches
Don't tell me about your hungry stomach
Don't tell me about your stinging paper cut
There are people everywhere who live with it every day
They survive with it and they rarely complain
I do wish
With all of my heart
That people would understand,
Give up their petty material things
And just stop to think
I wish people could get this through their heads
I wish they'd understand
These thoughts haunt my dreams
They consume my nightmares
They latch on to my mind when I'm brought back to reality
I sleep awake every day when I believe I'm safe
With my computer, my music payer, and my TV
I am a culprit of such a life
A life of material things
I wish I could understand
I wish I could give up my life of luxury for another
And I could
I just don't understand.
I have a dream, more of an aspiration that people will one day open their eyes and see this mess
It's wishful thinking but i cling to it
If i had money (everything requires money these days) i would walk,
i would keep walking and stop only for emergencies,
i'd walk and walk until i forget what i'm walking for then i'd continue walking till i remember
i would walk because i'd feel free
i'd feel alive
to just walk, with no one saying anything about it
and i'd walk for all things beautiful
all things that are worth living for, walking for
i would walk.
and i hope people would join me.
It's wishful thinking but i cling to it
If i had money (everything requires money these days) i would walk,
i would keep walking and stop only for emergencies,
i'd walk and walk until i forget what i'm walking for then i'd continue walking till i remember
i would walk because i'd feel free
i'd feel alive
to just walk, with no one saying anything about it
and i'd walk for all things beautiful
all things that are worth living for, walking for
i would walk.
and i hope people would join me.
© 2011 - 2024 somebodyaf
Comments15
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Overall Vision
Originality
Technique ImpactThe first part reminds me of the play Our Town in which it takes literal death to show people how they let the moments of life fly by without full appreciation. But you managed this theme in one poem rather than a whole play. <img src="e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/s…" width="15" height="15" alt="
" title=" (Smile)"/>I like the hard, unforgiving edge. This isn't flowery, it goes right to the bone, which is a perfect style for your theme.
I take this entire poem as a reflection and even a rebellion against the modern materialism of the Western world. It gets more powerful when you relate it to yourself at the end. This saves you from appearing to be on preaching on a soapbox.
Overall, great poem. The impact of the whole is deep. I do find the individual lines to be a bit rough around the edges, but your story portrayal of your theme WAYYYYYYYY overshadows this. <img src="e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/b…" width="15" height="15" alt="
" title=" (Big Grin)"/>Lines of note:
"Sweet things such as shooting stars/ Myths that you wish upon" Brrrrrrrrrr - it has a cynical feel and a fantastic transition to the rest of the poem where you take on a harsher tone.
However the line "...for such delicacies such as life can not be stood up" is a bit confusion to me. I'm not sure what exactly you were trying to convey there.