My Existence

The enthusiasm to explore, live and love.

My existence slumbers quietly no more.

It shouts, beckons,

and pounds fiercely at the door.

It demands to live,

it demands to love,

it yearns for 'ventures to take hold of.

I wish no morose life as mine,

so I find love in trees of pine.

Let our hearts wander free,

And search for our serenity.

Where our spirit grows,

is where we sing our melody.

I catch the river of hourglass sand

that dribbles down upon my hand.

I grasp it tight to understand-

time is a fleeting moment's tick,

shaped by our empowerment.

The sand falls through my fingers,

summer woods are where I linger.

My existence screams at me:

let my heart burst free with glee,

wander in the forest alone,

and love the world of which we own.

Reviews

[Shirlena]

I think this is an excellent poem and so romantic with out being prissy and fru fru...it's got elegance and some great stand out style.

[AnnaMae]

haha, thank you!!

[WritersRankings]

This is really fine verse, I'm sorry you don't have more comments! This is a poetry of youth that older poets forget how to write. It's just so full of ambition, vitality and the desire to truly live. A bit dumbfounded to be honest...

[AnnaMae]

Haha, that is what i was striving for. :) Thank you!

[Rose Masen]

I felt as if the forest or surroundings (environment) described, amazingly, the very threshold of life AND existence. Beautifully done, my mind was able to envision it so vividly! Loved it!

[AnnaMae]

This is a wonderful compliment, thank you.

[zainul]

This splendid write nice shows your aspiration to be creative.
Love this work.
This stanza hums in my heart and charms me instantly.
"I wish no morose life as mine,
so I find love in trees of pine.
Let our hearts wander free,
And search for our serenity.
Where our spirit grows,
is where we sing our melody."

[AnnaMae]

Thanks a lot!!

[zainul]

You are most welcome!

[Calissa Knox]

Full of insight, depth, and color. You kept me reading until the very end. I was a little sad when it ended because I wanted to read more. This is a wonderfully written, beautifully expressed poem. You have an amazing gift for finding words. Always keep writing! - Feather

[AnnaMae]

Aww, thank you. That means a lot. :)

[Calissa Knox]

You're very welcome. :)

[Wolfwind]

You words carve both a touch and sorrowful image in the mind. There are the feelings of bliss and freedom of the forest glades and natural beauty in the world that one lives, at the same time there is the longing for that hand, touching fingers and perhaps a second voice to the song and dance that wishes to play out upon the frolicking leaves and bantering trills of chirping bird.

Very nicely woven words!
Wolfwind

[AnnaMae]

Thank you very much. You seem to understand exactly what it's about. Awesome!