The Glass

WHEN I LOOK THROUGH THE WINDOW
I SEE HOPE UP IN THE SKY
MY EYES SHOOT INSIDE MOTION
MY VITALITY IS HIGH


SECURELY ON THE GROUND
I SHAPE THE MAGICAL DOME
THE UNIVERSE IS OUT THERE
AND IT BECOMES MY HOME


I DON’T KNOW WHY WE’RE HERE
YET I’M STANDING VERY STILL
PUSHING AGAINST WAVES
I’VE NOT GOT ANY WILL


BUT WHEN I THINK OUTSIDE
MY PURPOSE CHANGES WAY
MEANING JUMPS WITH FIRE
IN MY HEART TO STAY
 

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

A very inspiring write. Many time we question why were are here and what our purpose in life is only to come up with empty answers and more questions. This poem, to me, reflects all that. The poem flows nicely and your thought and emotions are conveyed easily to the reader. Love the last stanza most of all for it gives hope and without hope their is nothing.

[loowzerX]

I like it, but it would be better if the font colour wasn't highliter green!