Watching...

The world moves fast
but I just stand here
and watch...
Watching people rushing thrugh their lives...
Watching people who don't take time...
...time to enjoy...
Watching people rushing into death,
not understanding
that there is no need to rush
because we all are going to die...

And so I stand here,
in this crowd...
watching people...
Just watching them...

misunderztood misunderztood
18-21, F
3 Responses Mar 6, 2009

here is mine...<br />
<br />
What is love?<br />
is it something you look for?<br />
or is it spontaneous.<br />
<br />
Love cant be destroyed, its something that happens<br />
whether your friends or lovers.<br />
Love is when you cant stop worrying about them.<br />
when all you want is to be with them.<br />
love is what happens when someone cares about you to the point of always worrying.

Thanks.. This is my first poem after a long, long time...<br />
I love your poem very much... It's beautiful, and I also like the message it sends... Very thoughtful...

Here is mine...<br />
<br />
To Begin <br />
<br />
When called, go fast into that great night, <br />
<br />
Enough of all this bright light!<br />
<br />
It is in the dark that we can rest<br />
<br />
It is in the dark that we be come.<br />
<br />
We are not now all that we can be<br />
<br />
It is in the night that we are free...<br />
<br />
To be one with that great night,<br />
<br />
To grow anew, to be that first light.<br />
___________________________________________<br />
<br />
It is unusual for some one who is only 16 or 17 to write a poem with such depth. I used to teach High School and know so I do know what to expect from young girls!<br />
Best of luck in your life...DD