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Introspective
By Apsarra
I am not special
Though by some I am loved and appreciated
most
walk by and do not see me.
I am not popular
Uless someone
wants something.
want, need, desire - It is all the same.
I am not beautiful
am I?
Some say so.
I am not
gifted
At what cost were they spawned
The words from my pen,
mouth, pictures from my eyes,
I guess I need none of these
things
to appreciate true beauty when I see it
for the fleeting
second it exists before it perishes.
The little girl has been
laid to rest
The princes, white steeds, and castles are myst
Understanding
comes - nothing lasts forever.
As much as we try
As
much as we deny
We all have lived - simply to die.
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Copyright 2011 Apsarra
Published on Thursday, June 9, 2011.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
Much of my poetry is filled with randomness. Seldom Do I stew for a substantial amount of time. Generally if I do - the piece never gets completed as the mood is lost.Comments on "Introspective"
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A former member wrote:
Lotsa soul in this poem, enough to prove that the line "I am not gifted" wrong.
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A former member wrote:
yep... well said. "living just for dying... dying just for you" sabbath..... thanks for sharing and welcome to dp
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On Saturday, June 11, 2011, carlosjackal
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wrote:
Ah..This is really good. Randomness is always welcome especially when it actually joins dots :)
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On Thursday, June 9, 2011, pureevil8
(49) wrote:
The thoughts of worthlessness are ever present in all of us I think. Though all of us are eventually going to die I find it best to live in the now. Good Write.
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