Colorfully Transpired

Colorfully Transpired

A Poem by RainbowFlames

i am my own creation,
i am, i am,
i am what you see, i am what you cannot,
i am, i am,
i am a sharped tongued, sewn mouthed, silently opinionated mortal who sings like a dying canary and whispers like nails on a chalkboard,
i am, i am,
i am interested in the principal, the reason. the ego, the force, the heart. the cause, the inspirational energy of all our actions and reactions,
i am, i am,
i am in no possession of any words worth value. i recite what those before me have chewed. i deliver, declare, murmur, pronounce what was and is already operated,
i am, i am,
i am up for interpretation, analyze me, oh wiser ones. translate me, judge me, clarify and comprehend. grasp and explain what i am,
i am.

© 2011 RainbowFlames


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Added on February 28, 2011
Last Updated on February 28, 2011