I Am A Boy Poem by Sunday Fall
I Am A Boy
I am a boy
I like to play
I hold a stick
In ways
Resistant
Difficult
Urbane
The city
The river
Brooklyn bridge
You see youth
You see isolation
And you see meaning
I rise
Breaking
Crashing
Like Icarus
I am in the right place
For love
Earth
a grave for the child
Thursday, July 25, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: art,isolation,love,youth
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems By Sunday Fall
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
2/22/2026 3:26:45 PM # 1.0.0
Thoughtful piece. Thanks for sharing.