Author: Christian V
why must people hurt?
why must people cry?
why is there a time in life were you must die?
Why must the world be so cruel?
or always have people treat like a fool?
there are things in which no one can understand,
and with that said these things shall remain unknown.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Red Dragon (126.96.36.199) -- Monday, April 7 2003, 05:33 am|
these are life's questions that answers our mere existence. we live because of these questions...and we live temprorarily...however, because of life's mystery, our lives become so colorful that even when we cut our flesh, the pain we endure and the stain of our bleeding makes generates wisdom.
|Brenda Michelle (188.8.131.52) -- Tuesday, April 8 2003, 04:40 pm|
this is a great poem. i really love it. it is life if only if anyone could answer the "why" questions. and i agree plenty with red dragon. he know what he is saying.
|Crystal (184.108.40.206) -- Tuesday, April 15 2003, 07:45 pm|
Hey Christian, really liked this one, keep up the inspiration!
|Dani (220.127.116.11) -- Sunday, August 14 2005, 09:06 am|
When you write a poem do u want people to like it or to feel it? Questions can be so trivial and even lifes smallest questions have the biggest answers. I Have written something similar. Take a look. I feel it.
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