The Circle

My perception of life

Up

Down

Around

The Circle of our fortunes

The one we dread to leave

The Ferris wheel of our lives

Whether you're at the botttom,

Among the dark, dank shadows of the tears and sweat

Of those before you.

Or going up,

Not knowing exactly where you are,

You can't see the shadowy places underneath,

But have no hope for the top.

Absorbed by trees,

You're not sure where you're going,

Who you are,

Or if its worth it.

If you're at the top,

LIfe is pretty good.

You stare across the wonderful green haze of trees and the lights in the distance,

And everything is alright.

You wish you could remember this feeling,

But no.

You cant have this memory.

On the way down,

You prepare yourself.

But like the top,

You can barely remember the shadows,

Swallowing you up,

Nothing left,

Just hopeless dark.

This is the Circle of our lives,

Come take a ride.

Enjoy what you can,

Because life is quick

To even the score.

Reviews

[marianne]

Great poem, it really captures the roller coaster of this wonderful ride we call life!

[starwillow]

Anna, this is so good. It is so true...for someone your age, it has great insight and so much depth. Keep writing!
Starwillow

[ZmH]

amazing poem i loves it! ♥♥♥♥♥ it gets 5 hearts