this was my first poem


You


Flying has an effect
An effect so hard to believe
Like being hit and tickled
To fly is even more joyful and hateful
As being alive
Death might be the answer
It may even complicate things
To figure out a problem
Why not get complicated
Or stay with the simple plan
Live or die
Whatever you chose
You will die eventually
Moment to be or to be but no one sees
The being side has to be heard not seen
You see when you should hear
You hear when speaking is better
Stand up, hear yourself and others
Make me be heard
Spread it
Make life turn to death
Death to life
Flying releases you, be you, have yourself
Live, die, or move are your only options





Poetry by kayla
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Written on 2006-08-07 at 00:21

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wolfthepoet
Now this is deep, I prety much love it!
2006-08-07


wolfthepoet
Now this is deep, I prety much love it!
2006-08-07


Coolaaron88
I loved it!!!!!!!!!! Your emotions were loud and clear in this poem. I hope to see more from you. Good Job : ) : )

~Coolaaron
2006-08-07