Amongst the Living

I walk among 

This vibrant world,

I breath and yearn. 

I have a heart

That beats, forlorn.

And yet I do not live.

I wish and dream,

love and care,

Win and Lose.

I have a brain 

That contemplates.

And yet I do not live.

I shall never walk among you,

I shall never feel the warmth.

I won't be a Hero,

I wont be much at all.

And Yet I live,

And breath,

And think,

But is that life?

Is that truly living?

Or do I just exist?

Among a world that does not speak,

Another One among the masses.

If that is life,

To live to die,

It seems a rather sad affair.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the old wisdom. Our legacy of love, kindness and concern will be left if we lived a good life. We are teachers and we were taught. Life can be worthwhile.
"If that is life,
To live to die,
It seems a rather sad affair."
Today I sat at the park with three grand-boys. I felt the present of my Grandparent love. We receive what we gave. Thank you for the excellent poetry. We decide the life journey. Good or bad.
Coyote

[Another Mayfly]

Thank you very much.
I like your notion of receiving what we give.

[Coyote Poetry]

I do believe in karma and you are welcome.

[SleeplessVolcano]

Finding life is the most difficult thing on earth......even finding love is easier.....because many have lovers, but they are still not truly "living".

Thank you for this delightful piece!! :)

[Bear]

I have a question: what is it that you are walking among in the first line?
Defining life and the balance required to walk the fine line between identity and reality, thought provoking and a little haunting as I consider my own imbalance. Nicely done, this will linger in my mind for a while which is a testament to your writing talent :~)

[Another Mayfly]

Thank you so much for your kind words!
I suppose its walking among everything; life, people, the aspects of daily existence.