My World

I live on my own world
I roam freely with myself as a companion
I harvest the fruits of my creativity
At night I sit on the edge of my world
I view the sky and see other other worlds

These worlds represent other people
They do not live alone  on their world
It is populated with friends and spouses
When I gaze at these sights
I breathe a heavy sigh
I look around my empty world

Compared to other worlds
They view my world as weak
My world is different
The environment allows exploration
There is no disturbance to speak off
My world is the symbol of peace

As I leave the edge
I walk back
Each step assures me
I will share this gift I created
With people that will appreciate it
My world is strong
I believe in it
It believes in me

Reviews

[Rhonda]

exactly how i feel. i do feel i have my own world. for example, i've been listening to arabic music since January 2009. im american. nobody else does here. i'm really in to their culture. some of your writing relates to me. good job!

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the message in the poem. I told my children. You make the choices to do nothing or do great things. No-one to blame except yourself for failure. Poem is well written and strong. Thank you.
Coyote

[Helena]

Mustafa, you are a deep thinker and you have the talent to put your view on paper. Thank you for sharing your inner thoughts......you are always a pleasure to read my friend. Beautiful poem from a talented poet! ~ Helena

[The Analog Kid]

Interesting write. The narrator is a loner, but he loves to observe. Also, you gave "My world" a voice at the end. I enjoyed this one.

Pat