It’s so sad to pretend you are glad
And it’s really bad when you feel so mad
To swallow the truth when you lost all you had
That’s life... at least I am alive
Sadness cam...e but who am I to blame
To protect the truth that I cannot claim
To pretend I am lame while he gets the fame
That’s life ..at least I am alive.
Sitting aside as I sit here with tear
When everyone feels that I live with fear
But all around still laugh with friendly cheer
That’s life at least ... i am alive
Thank you for reading I hope you understand
This is not a poem that I wrote about a friend
But I couldn’t believe that you didn’t’ have it planned
That’s life..at least I am alive
Hey don’t worry Its not about you
But everything I wrote here is really true
Tomorrow you see me and I still looking cool
That’s life..at least I am alive
You are lucky you feel
You are lucky you feel alive.
At poem is cooly put.
P.s : I dont know whther you consider me as you audience but I would like to know about.....
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Feel Alive
Thank you for reading. My first time to postpoems and I loved it immediately. Yes I am alive as we all live and die, and live and die...living in death sometimes and dead in life at others. I am also an audience of myself , and thats one of the reasons I liked writing....to record : my spirit watching over my body. I shall put more about myself on my profile page when I I get that feeling.
Well till then streches the
Well till then streches the soul over to vastness enclosed in the warm light of an old sun.
You are good with your words.
You are good with your words. You painted warmth and colour in one short sentence.