Human
If it spills onto the carpet,
Does it show lack of movement?
We show that in which we want,
But greatly desire that which we show.
We look into the fateful mirror,
Only to see those dreadful eyes.
We walk in, with the willowy grass,
So the love of desire can show.
To walk with the fields of nature,
We see all that has and will come.
But to walk in the fields, our own,
We have to achieve that one impossible.
To be the man everybody desires,
Is the only way to live humanity.
Anthony
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Casey (March 26, 2010 at 7:47 AM)
I really like your poem. I like all of them because they are so sophisticated but also make sense. It's great.
Maryssa (March 26, 2010 at 7:53 AM)
Anthony, Wow your poems should be put into a book of poems with like Hughes and such! They're really good and you can dig deep into them. This one especially, is one I can read over and over and get a different meaning everytime. Great job!
Pablo L (March 26, 2010 at 12:40 PM)
Thats good keep on doing it your good at it.
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