Another World
A Poem
My mind opening and closing as it blinks awake
My eyes drawing in the cool morning air
Smells of another world fill my lungs
Excitement dripping through my veins
My feet tasting the earth
As I sink lower into the mud of life
Pulling myself free for all it’s worth
I live every day knowing
Knowing that I exist in another world
From all the rest
That from the day I was hurled down here
It was clear
My experience would be very different
Not resistant
Just different
Perhaps one day
More will listen
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Great job! Congrats on the TS.
Nicely done!!!!
The poem eloquently captures the sensation of awakening to a world brimming with unseen possibilities, where each moment is imbued with a sense of profound uniqueness.
I highly enjoyed this poem. I felt like I resonated with it. Keep posting your work.
Congratulations on top story. I love how you described the scene in such a way that created a deep emotion/tone. Nice work.
Congratulations on the Top Story. 🎉🥳 I loved your poem and the line "as I sink lower into the mud of life is a magnificent line!!
Congrats on your top story.
Congratulations on Top Story!!!
Very visceral, I love the descriptors.
A lot of symbolism in the poetry
Perhaps. We can but hope. This has depths and makes one think. Great job AH.