I am

 

I am a seeker of Knowledge

I ask many questions

Yet am doubtful of the answers

Unless proven to me

 

I am a fish

I glide through the water with ease and grace

Yet I breathe air and

Rest on dry land

 

I am a child

I need the love of my parents

Yet when the time comes

I will watch over my elders

 

I am an artist

I find beauty in words

Yet am disturbed by

Lack of color

 

I am an adult

With plans and maps

Yet I cry at night in fear

Of no longer being a kid

 

I am a dreamer

With tons of visions

Yet I can’t grab on to them

For they are just another impossibility

 

I am a poet

I use letters for my feelings

Yet I sometimes am speechless

With nothing to say at all

 

I am everything

Yet I am nothing

I am the sun and the moon

I am the stars

I am what I am,

Like you are who you are

We’ll be what we’ll be

Till one day we will drop to our knees

We’ll pray for salvation and take of these masks and never fear again

To be what we must be

I am yours for the taking

Reviews

[Wulfstan Crumble]

I was drawn to this piece because of the photo. I saw it on a poem by O and thought it was cool someone had used the same pic.

Funny what draws us to other pieces.

The subject matter and style is not so original. However, it is well written and the piece is important to you. For that matter it should be respected. Poetry can be therapy, it can be social, explanitory or arty. And other things too besides. This is a nice introduction to you or how you see yourself.