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Will I ever be on top?

Am I setting myself up?

I go up and I'm wrong.

I go down, it's too long.

I move forward too much.

Back not enough.

This circle is fine.

I can't make up my mind.

Too much is too litte.

There is never enough.

Life is rough.

Survival means tough.

Life's a room minus a door.

I can't take it anymore.

I feel such ecstasy.

I am happy being me.

The times are more frequent.

The older I get.

I realize my triumphs.

I have fewer regrets.

It's all about figuring it out.

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In life...

I hope you'll always be on top!

by soulajax on Mon, 05/21/2007 - 9:33am

out of 10

Great title! Great poem!

Hey you Georgianna!,

I think you illustrate the concept of "change" so well in this piece. The tags that you chose for this poem do a good job of describing the feeling that I get from the content.

I would say this poem is having years of advice and introspection condensed into just 21 lines.

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Will I ever be on top?

Am I setting myself up?

I go up and I'm wrong.

I go down, it's too long.

I move forward too much.

Back not enough.

This circle is fine.

I love how you compare the ups and downs of life, of maturity, with the idea of life as a circle.

Quote:

Survival means tough.

Quote:

I am happy being me.

The times are more frequent.

The older I get.

I realize my triumphs.

I have fewer regrets.

It's all about figuring it out.

It sounds like you are putting life into the context of moving forward, but never moving backwards, which is basically true.

Thank you for sharing your beautiful poem. Please feel free to share more. I'm curious what other directions your poetry may go.

By the way, welcome to Love Across Borders! :) Nice to have other poets here, so it doesn't feel as lonely. ;D

by loveacrossborders on Wed, 05/16/2007 - 8:31am