How Will I Ride?

How Will I Ride?

A Poem by Martina

 

How will I ride?
Without my mount
How will I live?
If you are not here
Where will I go?
When it rains
If death comes easily
Then why am I still here?
Dead is my dog
Dead is my horse
Blood on the floor
Everything I live for is a mess
How will I love?
If there is no one to love
If the world is peaceful
Then why are there wars?
How will I ride?
Without my mount...

© 2013 Martina


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Your poem addressed many philosophical questions. The despair was evident and seems to reflect outside in. It became insightful and caused me to stop and think. Where would an individual be without purpose; I think that is the big question. With each passing line the poem became more interesting and then you ended with the question that it always returns to until someone finds what they are in life. Nice poem.

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DAMN! That is very good, it asks good life questions and maybe some people can relate so i give this 100 and I liked the way you repeated the beginning at the end again

Posted 15 Years Ago


Your poem addressed many philosophical questions. The despair was evident and seems to reflect outside in. It became insightful and caused me to stop and think. Where would an individual be without purpose; I think that is the big question. With each passing line the poem became more interesting and then you ended with the question that it always returns to until someone finds what they are in life. Nice poem.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

How will I ride ?

The question is the big thinking,
answer that and write on your poems
sure, these lines become interesting idea, what you want.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Martina
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Brisbane, Australia, Australia



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