My world was a deep cesspool
of self hatred.
The irony of it all... the grandiosity
those days mimic.
A gilded time that I will look
back upon with
care. I see that I did grow
despite the stagnant
moments I thought were lucrative.
I do not wish
to change those days. I wish to
live off of them
as if they were the valued
education that
I no longer have to strive for.
Copyright 12-26-2008 ©® Sarah Sisson
Pretty awesome piece......you're moving forward in excel acceleration.keep up the good works sarah!
awesome work........well the poem is small but the meanings it holds inside it is really big........man ur better than shakesphere: P or wateva his name is XD
WOW! Really i should tell you this is one wise write....its pretty difficult to see through bad days and find a ray of hope.yes but we can live through it.....to reach the gates of hope in the heart of a hidden tomorrow.
Your poetry is very good, as we all do in our writing we discover self, find reasoning, learn and grow even in the bad times we go through.....10
Sarah Very nice poem. On the other hand you need to expand a little bit and add few lines. The poem ends suddenly.
I liked this poem a lot. Sarah. It is a wonderful illustration of the fact that positive results can and do often come from very negative situations. We learn and grow from our mistakes and bad choices. Well penned indeed. A 10 from me. Thanks Richard
we pass through experiences in life, , one should make them memorable any ways, , , , , , life's not so simplei believe, , , and i loved reading this great wrute, , a 10
Yes, what strengths we gain when we rise from the ashes, perhaps, the best education we can get - and this is well written. I'll save it and go give you my 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great read...it sounds like a good lesson learned..