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One day...
by Oliver DrewmanI hope to be nothing
To find my worries and fear
Reduced to naught
To finally realize
I don't really matter
(To much of anyone except my family)
I am a unique snowflake
Like everyone else
Created
Fall
Pile up
Then...
Slowly disappear
Snowflakes
We give no thought about
(They probably don't think about us either)
I want to live
Then drop down
Pile on insanity
(Because insanity is easy)
Then...
Slowly disappear
01/31/2010 Author's Note: Even if we did think about snowflakes and ponder the wonder and gravity of their unique creation, it really doesn't matter
Posted on 02/01/2010
Copyright © 2025 Oliver Drewman
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by V. Blake on 02/01/10 at 06:01 AM I like the notion of having everything negative reduced to zero, but of course, everything positive would have to go with it. At any rate, I enjoyed your poem, but might I suggest changing "slowly disappear" to simply "melt" ? I'm not sure if this would change or subtract from your intentions, I just think it would help the flow. Either way, keep up the good work. :) |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 02/01/10 at 12:54 PM The fact is nothing matters unless we make it matter. Still, this is a good write. |
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