Una Noche

I wrote this in the 90's... It's fun to see how much you change as years go by...

 

One night ended a new day has begun.
Real are the lessons we learn under the sun.
Son of Humanity searching for purity.
Is all within reality kept within sanity?
Born to run while learning to see.

Death is the start, in life we bleed.
Is all written on the chart falling apart?
Daughter in heart molded in art.
False need we feed.
One Day ended a new night to plead.

One real Son is born,.death is daughter false one?

Reviews

[darkgurl]

Death is the start, in life we bleed.
Is all written on the chart falling apart?
Daughter in heart molded in art.
False need we feed.
One Day ended a new night to plead.

It may food for thought like stated below but the truth is it's a fact. Death had to start before we became
one. Actually man came first as I get snared at for this but woman is not as equal as men it took a man to bring us woman alive. without man womem would not have a voice. I knwo we are suppose to be created equal but we're not. Women are looked down on cause we speak. Now days woman speak more and more cause we want that same praise as a man. But I am quite happy knowing a man brough my very being into this world.

One real Son is born,.death is daughter false one?

Yes! this answer is true because of hope and glory she will rise and be free. lovely write......Kim

[Rhine Wolf]

Food for thought! some spelling errors but nothing to take away from a well written and constructed poem.

Blessed be,
Fallon

[Brittany DeFranco]

I have many of the same questions you asked as well like, who are we and what's our purpose? These answers we must find within our hearts and souls, the only one who can answer these questions we ask ourselves is us.
Keep writing ^-^
~Brittany

[Clockwork]

Great questions of life. Very well stated my friend. This piece really makes the reader expand the mind and travel the passages of life often forgotten. I look forward to reading more from you.

[Kevin Vorshak]

Hi Santo's

Nice poem. Not to nitpick too much, but "pleed" should be plead and daughter is misspelled in the last sentence. You transposed two letters. Other than that, well written.

[Wicked]

Pondering thought and well writtenn, like this write.