i am not of the rest, but still a part of something grand.
was once and now a nothing but ever still in singular whole. an inferior part of supreme utility: a dime among silver dollars, but still a commodity the same. tis a sorrow to be not of the brightest, fairest, eloquent nor talented: but alas I am different in humanity's diverse spectrum-amazing whole.
sudden inspiration without any cause. i love it happens like this. but i do have a lot on my mind. this piece though briefly describes humanity to be different and full of not so equal traits, but... everyone is part of a grand masterpiece of humanity.
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Its a small poem, but says a lot.....the world and its people are diverse each other ... But most people fail to realize this and often becomes judgmental in treatment of others.... Thanks Ender for the poem... Feels nice to have read you after such a long time :)
general poetry... I feel so good when I write a work. it is like an accomplishment YOU can only do. No one else has the power to do your own artistic skill or touch. more..