Eh. Kinda just thought of it. It happened before my eyes I guess.
My mind ponders desire What is desire? Do I feel the fire? Does it burn like a candle flame? Or weakly, maybe even tame?
Do I live for a purpose? If so, what purpose do I service? Am I just a knick-knack on a shelf? Or do I have to find purpose myself?
And when will I find it? When will it appear before me, the flame lit? Can I sit so idly by, waiting for it to come along? Now let me ask, to go about it that way, would it be wrong?
For now I'll lay these questions to rest To rest, so far away from me, like baby birds in a nest I'll leave it be for so long, but nurture it all the while Until purpose and desire come my way, I will smile
Very nicely written, the rhyming scheme works very well! I would say the 'knick-knack on a shelf' bit sounds a bit random and kind of throws me a little bit, but otherwise, a very good poem! I love the flame imagery that keeps coming back, very imaginative!
It did not make me want to stop reading it. It was very interesting and kept coming back to the imagery of flame and the wonders of the mind. Very well written and great rhyme scheme :)
Not bad at all.
Nice rhymes, don't feel forced at all.
The stanzas are reletivly short, kept to 4 lines, which is the basic poem format that I like to use as well. Two Rhymes per stanza.
About the actual content,
A cool subject to go on. Desires and goals in life are something most people ponder about.
Personally I think that the greatest part is that we choose our own.
Best of luck, keep writing.
Very nicely written, the rhyming scheme works very well! I would say the 'knick-knack on a shelf' bit sounds a bit random and kind of throws me a little bit, but otherwise, a very good poem! I love the flame imagery that keeps coming back, very imaginative!
Written in digital ink, I implore to you my thoughts for they are something you'd be intrigued by, I would think
The Poet And The Singer,
Both With Silver Tongues
PS I'm 17, but to be able to read.. more..