Thursday, December 22, 2011

I Am

I am me and nothing more.

I wonder to what end is man's

Distant shore.

I hear the soundless whispered

plea of death's strange melody,

I see rain and thunderstorm

Everlasting life un-born.

I want love, life, and freedom

Come infinite and right.

I am me and nothing more.



I pretend to be a player upon the stage,

My age, and all that is in between.

I feel nothing and everything all at once,

Blinding inocence.

I touch my soul and it cries and glows

And away it flies and goes.

I worry never more, what good would it do?

What power does it hold?

I cry and plea,

Life be sweet, no sour, a soul that

can't be beat.

I am me and nothing more.


I understand what I am supposed to

And explore what I am not.

Learning all the while, secret plots.

I say soundlessly, secrets of my own.

Not yours to hear

At least not yet, I fear.

I dream worlds beyond imagining.

I try my best at everything

And my worst at nothing.

Sometimes when I lose, I win.

I hope in all hopes, dreams and wishes

Of a child's delight

From youth and kisses.

I am me and nothing more.

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