Coffee stains my face,
And the rain pours from my eyes,
I call out into the country,
“Who am I? ”
But the birds echo my voice as they fly on.
Like the breath of the rushing rivers
My heart pounds, then beats slowly-
I hear it and it echoes to the nation,
“Who am I? ”
But the land progresses without ceasing.
So I run to the tallest hill,
Upon the highest mountain,
I cry out loudly to the moon and the stars-
To sun that shines among the heavens,
“Who am I? ”
Yet nature continues persistently.
The air within my lungs,
The pounding of my heart,
The rain from my eyes
All ask “Who am I? ”
But the earth continues to live-
And so I move on.
A basic question, common to us all. I think I would leave out so many Ands..a habit that I am trying hard to break myself. A period at the end of the line before would serve the same purpose, giving the work less of a 'run-on' feeling. The poem itself, however, is very well done!
Nice work - you have potential indeed. I'd favour leaving off the last line of the last stanza - less is more.
this is Amazing... very very good job. outstanding work done here. ~MC~
A nice piece with nature element and the all times existetialist question. great. Needs some conscious word selection too
a great piece. very thoughtful and deep. keep up the great work
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good job Keep going You're doing good