just popped into my head out late one night looking at the sky
Hello -
Hello
You have questions
Yes, I have questions -
What are your questions
Who am I -
You don't remember
No -
How long since you forgot who you are
Not since I was born into this world -
You've forgotten,
think
I can't remember -
But you can,
think
I remember somewhat -
I knew you could if you tried and you will continue to know
as long as you keep thinking
Why am I here?
suffering is hard
it breaks the soul bends the spirit
puts you in a place you don't want to be -
Does it
It is a lesson you must learn
Always I have heard this, I don't understand the reasoning.. it seems almost cruel in a sense, strife, heartache , heartbreak,tears suffering.. death,
Why? -
This is all life is to you 'You seem to have forgotten some things some things still not remembered ..love, laughter, people, moon, stars, sky, children, animals , family, friends, heart, soul, spirit
you have it all yet you question your exsistence, you question life
Life is not always the way we want it
No -
You know you are the master of your destiny you are the one who makes your life what it is or isn't
do you understand ?
Yes, I understand -
And is it what you want it to be
No -
You know what you must do
Yes, I know
But why all the suffering throughout mankind? -
For everything, there is an opposite this is how it has to be, love, hate, joy, sorrow, wealth, poverty, birth, death
do you understand these are life's lessons we all must learn yet
these things do not last forever
nothing is forever except love do you understand?
We have to go through hardships, trials, and tribulations to attain happiness
these things though hard will not always be, nothing is forever except love
we are the masters of our fate
we choose what path our lives will take -
it is like an internal conversation back and forth,,,,we often have the answers within ourselves but they can get buried by all the business of life. that is why writing is so therapeutic, we often find the answers that were lying within, all along. good job..... And it takes a lifetime of self discovery to find out who we are, and a willingness to take risks, no matter what age.
its like a creator kinda thing, i liked it, it got confusing at parts i forgot who was talkin and stuff but other then that i liked it, havent talked to you in forever nice job
i like it, it's similar to the type of things i'm trying to upload. very nice.especially to see some one on the same page,even when you"re across the universe.
I love it; it is so close to perfection that I can feel it's glow. All I ask is for a tad bit more consistency on capitalization. When one being speaks within multiple lines, for the most part, the first line is caps, then the others are lower-case. I love this tactic because it keeps the reader from being confused. However, some lines deviate from this pattern; to repair that would be touching perfection. To be perfection is to stress the most important points a little further. Because of the flow of conversation, I wouldn't suggest changing space or anything too difficult. Just Emily Dickinson's favorite punctuation mark ever- the dash. The dash functions like a punch to the reader, saying "Here I am, now pay attention!" Using further punctuation would help the flow just a bit more, like a comma near 'do you understand?' to smooth out the change of thought. With those two fixes, I would absolutely tremble after reading it.
wow, the ending really brings the emotion together chloe, this was beautifully written' and expressed
I really loved the weay it brought me into focus with my own relatablity
This is a unique style of poetry I've seldom if ever encountered before. The conversation is almost ambiguous of character, the twin voices blending into each other. I could picture a dual scene, one with a person asking questions of god, and another just asking them of themselves. I suppose it would just depend on your point of view in the perspective. Interesting...
Sometimes i feel like an alien in a strange land..can you relate?
I love people and friends are just that to me , friends-if you request me as a friend it would be nice if you read something I have .. more..