Names of the ManyA Poem by Shiningwolf
What is a name?
A tag, some would say Perhaps even a title in this game The game of life. A signature here or an initial there What does it all mean? Does anyone really even care? Perhaps not. A name given to oneself through birth Remains for a lifetime So long as they remain on Earth. Interesting is it not? Some would say a name holds meaning Or some great secret However in the end, it is all fleeting. For a name dies with a person, does it not? A name is something magnificent in its own way For the accomplishments of an individual are saved to it People will remember the name, or so they say. But who are we to judge? A name holds a person's individuality Names can be shared by many But only one person can own it, if they have the right mentality Think of a name as a glass case. A glass case is the foundation that holds precious memories These memories are the person As they travel through life, going on journeys The glass case becomes full. When it shatters, the journey is over But someone will come along and pick up the pieces They will build something new And the name will live on.
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Added on August 12, 2015Last Updated on August 12, 2015 AuthorShiningwolfMustang, OKAboutMy name is Crystal. I am 23 years old. I am who I am. I am just a girl trying to traverse through the challenges of this life. I write to express myself and to create art that has meaning. more..Writing
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